At times I feel like my ability to accomplish had been Retired

Because my body and mind are so bone Tired

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We push and push, but if you push to Far

The next morning you can wake up with a Scar

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Has working like a Freak

Now made me too Weak

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Yet I need to work Again

But if I excel will it bring forth a sorry End

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Perhaps it is time to switch Gears

Do what I can so tomorrow is free of Tears

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My goals are Varied

So I pick one I can still do so I do not end up Buried

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Like Yig my desire knows no Bounds

But I need not lie spend spread over the Grounds

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Looking back, I feel Pleased

And soon my weariness is Eased

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Grab a little of my fiction here

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