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Deadline
Deadline
Deadline
Rearing me towards that Wormhole of momentary damnation Where I fail to do a job of deadline Only owing to another alluring avocation
Before that minutes shrink themselves into The seconds of resonated beating
Magical things happen Roads are built, so are houses Electricity gets in Televisions run All in a moment
The job is started With an innocent hope of prospective accomplishment On time. Perhaps a childish hope
And all you have during submission Is a badly cooked porridge Brimming with dissatisfaction, resignation And pure hidden wildness Also an attractive garnishing with An old adage, time and tide wait for none