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I’m holding on for my dear life

As time goes flying by

Not yet ready for the sickle

That frees my soul to fly

I must have been a lazy man

With so much left to do

So now must hurry best I can

To at least complete a few

I look back and glimpses catch

Of things I could have done

But find it’s been a boxing match

Each round I’ve lost, but one

This final round will take its toll

Before the closing bell does chime

So I work away with heart and soul

To try and finish up, on time

BOEMS by JA 702