Have you ever been on fire
With your power of desire,
Making decisions of choice
And not raising your voice
Barking out sensible order
Within ranks of disorder,
A terrible way to sadly go
If your thinking is so slow.
You can tire when running
So feeling fatigue sweating,
Thinking so conservatively
Of your bodies apt ability.
Undeniably have apt sense
By not feeling so very tense.
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