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Rat Race

Drifting alive, waves of human tide, money and power slaves nine to five project deadlines nauseate in stress endless chase, mortgages magnified. Vacillating minds, weary woes abide big cars whiff smoke on sullen faces. insidious pressure, to be a 'someone' mad huff and puff, passion slowly died. Fake hierarchy walls , anonymous pride unreachable goals, on invisible horizon Don't know who am I ,Where am I going? hare has turned a horse , the tortoise cried A mimic in frenetic , never satisfied, It's a Rat's Race , a finish line of cower Pied Piper in bend,..the chariot guide. 9th March 2020 Sponsor Joseph May Contest Name Lines to Awaken Your Muse 2 Based on the following line: Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide.

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