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Moving ahead, with blinding speed
Blurring away, roads I see
The pace responsible?
Or the tears unchecked, flowing free?

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Life seems like a
Fast moving train
Sometimes, I let my hand out
To feel the pouring rain
A merry go round
Blurring my vision
Yet my thoughts taking shape
With alarming precision
A free fall
From a mountain high
Scared of hitting the ground
Yet wanting to, peacefully lie

People rushing
Time gushing
At a pace too fast
Nothing seems to last
Driven ahead by blind ambition
Floating ahead, without precision
Chasing dreams beyond the horizon
From the rising to the setting sun
Night follows the day gone by
Reassuring themselves with another lie
Terming this tedious journey
As the only life they can see

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