Thoughts are running through my head...
Ghosts of a memory, passing by,
Like hours, nay, days of a life...
What am I doing? What could I be doing?...
Time is relentless, never slowing,
Time is eternal, never stopping...
I know what I must do, but how will I do it?
Am I assuming things? Will I really do it?
The questions never stop, just like the wind,
The questions unanswered, just like time...
Shifting in my seat; I know I know, but I also don't.
The year has started, I fell behind.
But I'm a sprinter, that's my kind.
I'll catch back up, I'll push through it.
In front of my computer, bit by bit.
The effort it takes, to assimilate:
The will I need, to animate.

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