I have my own left and right,
I have my own rows.
There I am in competition with time, and time is there to beat me.
I am well developed,
Bypassing life, though.
There I am uttering words
In a meaningful way still.
I am taking break
Going beyond first at this point,
And I am thinking about my joy in life movie going faster and faster.
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