It's true what they say:
you can't go all day
and then suddenly stop
and not feel plum-tuckered-out.
It doesn't matter if you try.
Though nothing I can say
would stop your attempt to beat fate,
know: I lose this battle every day.
Run, go, do, try
avoid, pluck, jog, pry
take, give, prevail, win
laugh, talk, walk, cry
Living life seems to me
to be a pitfall in time.
Its the cruel irony of U.S. humanity
This clock-run, ""free," timed-life.
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