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Traffic Jam
Traffic Jam
1 min
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Life and its schedules hectic traffic the mind is exhausted
Sweat is a river cascading down the face like a waterfall
Time like a river running into the sea never stopping for anyone
All in all, like a traffic jam the mind is clogged and bogged down with work
With no breathing space, one can soon collapse
A break is a must in nature's own will the mind finds peace
The smell of fresh grass the scent of blooming flowers
A walk in the woods can clear the jamed mindset
It frees your nind to fly into the sky of freedom.
