i tried to run from why
with shoes named "because"
i ran for the end of the corner of excuses lane
and their why was.
i ran down "because" souls and
was running out of breath,
almost at the end of the street and i have no excuses left.
i cant seem to make it
as i get to the procrastination intersection,
when i realize the only way to get rid of why
was to answer the question
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Extremely creative. This is my favorite poem out of all your poems so far.
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