As the race gets faster,
I get slower,
Drifting back,
Way behind the main pack,
I don't want to run,
So fast,
under the burning sun,
I just want to walk,
Leisurely,
so I can talk,
Stop for a while,
Give time to smile,
But then rest is conquered by boredom,
So I regret the drift into calm,
Stand up, under the sun,
And once again; join the run.
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23, Vegetarian, (insanely busy) Vet student pondering about love, life and dragons.
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Know that feeling. Suppose that's why there are town and there are cities - and if you're lucky enough to have a car and drive, you can enjoy both at your whim βΊ
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