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Under the Hood

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Look under the hood
before you ride.
Discover what drives
you. Cars with dents
and dings still run.
Being an older car
takes you just as far.
Every car is different.
Some cars are new.
Others just make do.
Different builds, colors,
and interiors show
us not one single car
is superior. Stop.
Pop the hood and
get a good look.
If you can tell that
all is well, then go
faster. Drive further.
Change the oil,
buckle up, and hit
the gas. No need to
make it last because
in the end, whether
we were slow or fast,
we crash or get passed.


Outside the Lines

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Please color outside the lines.
You can go fast or slow.
Please color the sun that shines.
You can paint rivers that flow.
Outside the lines is just fine.
It’s good to go in blind.
Life is messy sometimes.
Sometimes words don’t rhyme.
It has been a wild ride.
Many days have turned night.
This ride is so special.
You really drive every road.
You don’t drive a rental
to haul life’s heavy load.
You decide to not pick a side
and to drive outside the lines.

Burnout

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We work, work, and work.
Oh, did I say that we work?
We work hard to make it
work. We don’t have the time
to sit. And, I must admit,
We would die before We quit.
We are like those before;
We work, work, and work.
Don’t get me wrong, I work,
but I wonder what it’s worth.
We work so long to build
planes that are never flown.
We work away time killed.
We work hard to go home
with a tank only half-filled.
We work until We burn out
until all the gas runs out.
We work most of our lives
just to keep our dreams alive.
We must never burn out;
We have to take our time.
We work, work, and work:
something We are urged to do.
We have to press the brake
and appreciate the view.

Drive Me Crazy

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Crazy is a place I’ve been
Many times. I can’t lie.
I’ll visit this place again.
It’s just a matter of time.
I can drive myself crazy
On a full tank of gas.
My mind isn’t lazy;
My thoughts run fast.
My speed starts to rise;
I start losing all control.
Will this be my demise?
I want to feel my soul.
Please don’t dare drive
Me away from my life.
Crazy is a place I visit.
I go, but I never stay.
My speed has no limit;
I drive all night and day.
No matter the roads,
This is the life I chose.
I can drive myself crazy,
I don’t do it purposely
Cuz’ these roads raised me
And the ride was free.