It is already Dusk

I look up and it is already dusk,

The endless dancing and working,

The tireless downs and highs,

The stress hormones all over the place,

I dare not slack for a minute,

Life has a way of bringing me down,

But I hold the straws above the tide,

Tightly as I move with this current.

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