Final stages to
What the rage is
Soon we will be more chill
Putting out fires
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While they admire
And act like they are thrilled
By the basics
We can’t fake it
You just can’t make this stuff up
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Silent pages won’t
Make our wages
Soon we must get our fill
Earning desires
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While waves get higher
Nothing is overkill
We keep racing
Always chasing
Things we can’t get enough of
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Minds with gauges for
All the ages
Soon we are over the hill
But frequent fliers
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When tightly wired
Expertise pays the bills
Even spacing
Never wasting
The greedy world can shove off
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Signs the sage gives, keys
Open cages
Soon our wings won’t be still
Such truth inspires
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While needs are dire
Our expression just spills
We can face it
With more grace here
Stay steady with a strong love