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If you don't,
someone else will.

Sleep a moment,
hypnotised by life's rhythm,
and find
you're several laps behind.

A constant battle,
among will,
and ambition,
and hunger,
and that tyrant - urgency.

What might have changed?
What could have been different?
Those questions are pointless,
only echoes which prove to
further crowd out
the one voice
to be

But the one question,
and rising above all the chatter...

Who are you truly seeking to please?

© 2002 (11 june) john r. chase

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