At what pace...
Do we run this race?
How do we measure...
Our daily pleasure?
We crash through minutes
And wade through hours
To complete a day
We ignore the flowers
What do we spend...
With really close friends?
How do we find...
Enough time?
Conversations are hurried
Feelings are buried
How do we live so long?
And still do so much wrong?
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