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I can't find the time

for my beloved ones though

I want to give

them so much.

I get caught in the arduous

pursuit of life.

I devour time way too fast.

Too many thoughts

whirl in my head.

Even love disappear

crushed by tons of waste.

Will it perish?

Hopefully nor or I'll perish along.

I'm caught in the trap

of the everyday.

I have no more strength

to brake out of it.

I'm waiting for the helpful

hand I'll manage not to hurt.