Pace
Stand up to the passion, to the poison, make an action into an attraction,
run into every manic distraction,
don't ever stop hunting satisfaction
Keen to the clam that hides a grain of sand,
time never stops when you want it to stand,
flow with a rhythm, singing to a band,
grandstand cheering, it is driving this land
Posted by Richard Handley at 10:08 PM
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