NEKATU POETRY
The Incomplete Works of Arik Fletcher
Tuesday, October 02, 2012
Verse #621
Encumbered by this simple thought that every second counts,
in every moment that you waste the pressure simply mounts,
the clock forever taking back each second that you’ve saved,
as life prevents you reaching for the peace you’ve always craved.
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