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Jun 2014
Driving in the car
run inside, deliver and go.
Next location
stop, do the same
with the intention of  no harm.

Repeating this daily
till you drop down,
this repetition
can drive you insane.

The motion of your daily occurrence
carries a mountain on your back.
Not after long your frowning
and dragging your legs.

The coldness of winter
corresponds with the shrewdness of life.
You have to put more then an effort
to get results out of strive.

Its a brutal wheel
that turns round and round.
Its a cycle of pursue
its called being alive.
Written by
Chantel Gerber
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