Bus stop

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Sitting, waiting,
Feeling the cold in my chest,
Watching time pass, observing,
I know I must.

Do not waste your time,
you're losing it,
Continue, rhyme,
You're wasting it,
You will not be at time.

Losing energy in humidity,
Spending resources unnecessarily,
The entire humanity wastes it,
Why should you do it too,
Is it really necessary?

If you remain unfocused,
You will miss the bus stop,
If you are still deactivated,
You will never be at the top.

In the cold I lose energy,
And in time I'm getting lost,
Ceasing to be a diamond while losing my synergy,
At what cost will you stop being a ghost?

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