BusyA Poem by IndaBusy
We’re so busy, you and I. Me, writing quickly before I start my shift and you reading this as you end yours. As I work through the hours assigned, I’m hoping you took the time to think about the words. While you study this, time goes by quicker than you thought. Soon you’ll need some sleep in order to keep earning that which allows this existence. Still, in you there’s a resistance -an unwillingness to comply. “There’s something I’m not seeing”, you say and begin to cry. © 2013 IndaFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on October 26, 2013 Last Updated on October 26, 2013 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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