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Traveling day by cold night

Rush in the beginning of a day.
With all this frozen time I'll think real deep I may.
Late people see the hopeless man run to catch one of the buses.
Even among a fast rush of such there's room to think about life and what it has come to this far.
Help is there and not too far.

Sitting on a comfortable routine that's getting old fast.
Machines are not always meant to be me.
Only really when I'm home off I'm free.
Freedom will appear later but now work what you see.

Zones are thought of to escape things.
Like an hour or two visit to the gym.
Writing in mornings or after work on a day off as I'm now.

Running from something sweat covers a heated body.
If it rains I'll soak it all in with no escape.
Only thing promised is this destination.
Even If things stop I'm still running.

Things will change under your power man.
If left to just hope alone might as well be doomed.

Risk must be taken now if ever now.
Cause as old as we get we'll regret.
Written by ClearmindedVillain
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