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An easy pattern almost seeming consecutive You see it again and again as the original was relative To what had occurred before the first choice was made As looking back seems to have become a downgrade So you pick up speed hoping not to get left behind Seconds that should take hours as your time travel unwinds Running and gasping for air as you began struggling to respirate Unaware of the true speed you were going, moving at a high rate Now wanting to stop, seeing your path's end up ahead Sweating with regret from the path you chose to be lead Begging for help, now that you are in desperate need Now knowing that you can't grow a plant first before you sow your seed
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Baby Steps
An easy pattern almost seeming consecutive You see it again and again as the original was relative To what had occurred before the first choice was made As looking back seems to have become a downgrade So you pick up speed hoping not to get left behind Seconds that should take hours as your time travel unwinds Running and gasping for air as you began struggling to respirate Unaware of the true speed you were going, moving at a high rate Now wanting to stop, seeing your path's end up ahead Sweating with regret from the path you chose to be lead Begging for help, now that you are in desperate need Now knowing that you can't grow a plant first before you sow your seed
Take life one step at a time. No need to rush.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
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