The Endless Wheel
The Endless Wheel
Hamster like, I run all day,
too bad it is not for play.
I make my wheel to spin,
wonder, when will it all end.
I try to grab my tail,
but, in the end, I will fail.
I play catch up all the time,
but, in the end, I’m still behind.
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