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Maybe I’m thinking too much,

About all the things I’m not doing,

Rather than appreciating,

Everything that I am able to do.

Maybe I’ve got time a little too much,

To observe and overthink,

Rather than to pause,

And live in the moment.

Maybe it’s all too much,

Chaos and mystery,

Rather than peace,

The world would want to see.

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