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a picture of the poem, written on a typewriter

The hurry is my cue to slow
The sense of time, warped by
false deadlines and the greed of others
Ignoring the sign
I clock in. I submit my work.
I meet those deadlines.
I tell myself, I will slow
on the weekend.
Ignoring the sign
I collapse on the weekend.

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