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Aakanksha Reddy

Abstract

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Aakanksha Reddy

Abstract

Need For Speed

Need For Speed

1 min
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Today’s world is lost in speed

The world awaits the fruit

But is impatient towards the seed

We are unfortunately defined by how much we loot


We've forgotten how to take a breath

This speed is taking us nowhere but closer to our death


We are forced to compete in this rat race

We believe someone will outrun us if we slow our pace

What if all of us aren’t competing in the same race?

Alas, we have tripped on our own shoelace


All of us have a different journey and a different path

A journey so beautiful

That it can't be explained by math


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