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Living life way to fast

Experiences whizzing past,

Learning absorbing on my way

These for me are crazy days,

Never stopping, no pause for breath

Rest for me comes when I am dead,

Juggling work, home life issues

No wonder I why I miss you,

But the brakes don’t seem to work

And it all seems to get worse,

But I’ll keep my head and try to keep calm

But images of you act as my healing balm.