So much done, so much to get done...
so little sleep.
Work to be done, life to be lived...
so little patience.
Love to be had, hate to be felt...
so many emotions.
Books to be written, people to attend...
so many thoughts.
-Life is busy, death is boreing...
so much to live for....
About Being Busy....

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I am me. I am what I am. I am who I am. But this is not by choice Nor is it something given quite like an invoice. Being me is simply a feeling Which starts with the words, "I am me."
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