It’s a race

A rat race

Take your time

We all have our own paths

Its all a sham

When the buzzer sounds

And the clock flashes three oh

Its all over

You either are or you aren’t

You either have done, have been or have not

You are expired fruit

No one wants to hear you

No one cares that you are

Right now

In this second

In this place

More than you ever were

Your time is up

And you are no more

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