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Apr 2019
Hollow knocking,
Skies that blur,
Calling for your attention,
Time to wake up.
A strange sense of peace upon you,
Where is your place in history?

Assess your existence,
Time grinds forwards,
Are you being left behind,
Or do you move with purpose?
Keep working,
Keep dreaming,
For the world will reward you,
Someday.

Sacrifice is glory,
Sweat your friend,
Stand back,
And see life for what it is,
Be silent,
Absorb the chance to be exceptional.
Now all that’s left,
Is to make a decision,
Look to where your path leads,
And know that the work makes sense.
Written by
Zach
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