quickly,
wrapping up, moving forward.
the turnstile turns,
the escalator clicks on,
the elevator.
is swift as each floor
passes by.
i can hardly keep up
to these fast
changes.
but i'll manage somehow.
i always do.
it's exhilarating
and depressing all at once,
let's see where it goes,
where
it really ends.
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