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Tired

Days whirl by
Fast or slow
No time to stop
No time to enjoy

Work is plentiful
Enjoyment scarce
To balance both
Becomes a farce

Reach for the pause button
Search for a reason to stop
Yet days whirl by
No time to stop

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