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Working on borrowed time
Sleep a passing memory 
Creation a chain to be forged
Crunching out the keys of the board

Alone and tiresome
Confused but implored
We seek the strength to know more

The delivery is an finite art
Of complication requiring a simplified start
Where the idiot and the fool do play its part
In the transfer of ideas where you suddenly feel smart

Light bulbs and blank stares 
A culmination of time passing 
As the droning tone becomes a morgue
Or salvation

Judgment is powerful 
Pressure is clear
You stand always naked
Before all of you peers

The I don't knows
The I need helps
Become a stoic road block
In your mental health 

Success is measured
Not by your own stick
But a governing power 
Unwilling to share tricks

You live, you breathe, you die 
With all that you know
Sometimes not enough time
To put on a show

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