Running around from one day to the next, you tell yourself; you're OK!
Running around from one week to the next, you tell yourself; you're on your way!
Running around from one month to the next, you realise you're not coping!
Running around from one year to the next, you realise you stop hoping!
Bose Koku
08/06/2010
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Very nice... sad a bit but a nice and true poem.
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