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Finding time

Takes most of our time

The rough patches of life

a steep hill to climb


If we push forward

we cannot turn away

Only by working

may the good things stay


keep on pushing

till the hands turn raw

keep on forgetting

till you lose it all


Only on one day

do we remember to give thanks

as for the rest

we always regress


The rest of your life

is always one step ahead

even though the thought

fills us with dread


Take a step

and change the world

Be thankful of everything

that is to unfurl