Racing, rushing, always speeding.
Trying to avoid the rush.
Pacing in impatient sneakers,
Ready, set to go.
Casing every target quickly,
Sizing up the what and how.
Basing each decision on
A hefty pull and snap.
Doing every dubious deed
As though it was your very last.
Pursuing with the hunger of
An urchin of the streets.
Viewing plans in overload,
No secondary details.
Stewing every slight delay,
Stretching to the end.
Speedy, you may get there first
But miss so much, my faithful friend.
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