Forward Quickly
So I am told.
" You get too far ahead,
stay with me."
But I can't.
Why can't people see
that I have to keep
moving forward quickly?
I can't slow
I can't stop.
To stop is to give in.
To stop is to fail.
To stop is to die.
My plane of existance
Is limited by time.
I need to ever look
forward to the future,
beyond present distractions,
moving forward quickly.
Or else I'll cease to be.
-srw
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