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Problems

My mind is always moving, never staying still
Everyday I go through the same drill

I come across the inevitable trouble
It always pops my security bubble

I push it away as hard as I can
But it won't leave, I need a new plan
So I run; Hoping I can out run it
But I can't run fast enough, this I admit

This never ending exhausting race
Is one I can never end in first place

So before I can lose, I turn around
And run into it head on, tackling it to the ground.




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