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Trapped in my mind

With limited time

My life is what I make it

But if I keep faking it

Will I still make it?

It’s a sad song from a blue bird

This carrot in our faces


Always dangling a few inches away

Always the dog chasing his tail

You cannot just grab it

It has to come find you

But until then



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