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My time is running out because of the failing world around me —everywhere, there is famine with people dying— the uncertainty of days is what bothers me
My time is running out because of how fast the world moves around me —everywhere, there are people building themselves up finishing with the successes I want and telling me that I should gather up my shards and pieces before my time runs out
My time is running out because of my own desire to do everything —to master all the ways of life there will be and to know all things I never imagine I will —the glaring ignorance and rooms for improvement is what makes me anxious
My time is running out because of how fast my body is close to failing me —how my mind forgets the things of the past or how my hands no longer the workers I raised them to be or how my legs won't run the miles I started on this journey
My time is running out and with that comes my rest and my sanity
