[1: 1,647 of 10,000] Rushing

Thinking what to type

As time runs out

Couldn’t find the words

In this fleeting moments

The absence is reasonable

Yet is it really?

I got to publish three today now

Or four tomorrow

Excuses is still an excuse

A weapon of mediocrity

So before I lose from myself

I have to complete this piece

And better hit publish

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