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Oct 22
Age
Ground shaking beneath me
Time crumbles in my hand
The speed of light strikes
And slows my list of chance
I know I am young
The path is way ahead
But there is so much to be done
My dreams, career, and life
Depend on me right now
Yet my β€œliving in the moment”
Is long gone somehow
What am is supposed to do?
Should I have fun and live?
Find a person to spend my time with?
Building a plan for when I quit ?
Roxx3000
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Roxx3000
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