Two more weeks before we die
under the weight of expectation.
Saving the world with blankets tied to our necks,
we like to pretend.
Most people are like rabbits on a treadmill
Showing off how fast they are running
but not really going anywhere.
I would have thought that re-birthing would be easier
But escaping the womb hurts no matter how many times you try it.
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