Does it matter how far I go
when I'll always be two steps behind you?
Does it matter how well I do
when I do things two seconds after you?
Does it matter how high I reach
when I'll always be covered by your shadow?
And why would it matter if I sped up,
when I'll always be far too slow?
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Hi Ea,
Here I go again. May I borrow your interesting and catchy poem for a possible lyric/song? Please drop me a text. Thanks.
Take care.
Sure. No problem. I lost your number, by the way, when I changed phones.
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