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Jul 2019
We're a people with a purpose
Daily walking the fine line
Whether or not we know it
We're all heading towards the light

The inner clock says time is of the essence
With no button for rewind
You would be right if you were guessing
That we're a people running out of time

Life can be a gem in living
Though not always a diamond mine
Doesn't mean that you can't win it
And return the favor in kind

Tic Toc, Tic Toc, can you feel it
The itch of do or die
Hard knocks in the healing
We're a people running out of time

You could be in the shade or one step away
From the moment of your time
If you think that you can't now is your chance
To lay it out on the line

Reality plays the game of ***** dealing
You can do your best to try and hide
But at times there's no way of concealing
We're a people running out of time
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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   ---, ryn, Francie Lynch and S Olson
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