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In my head again

strength and toning equipment

In circles, laps with no finish line



So many thoughts consume

That it all bunches up

Leaving me immobiletime-92897_640

One bite at a time, the knowers scream

But it isn’t like that in here

Another voice cries out

It says that time is fleetingnotes-514998__480

So what of grand plans and elaborate schemes

Will they matter if they are born

Or will it all be hid when layed low?

How to get it out is the trial

How to keep it in is the struggle

Where to go from here is my choice

But what do I know?

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