As the temperature rises with the sun outside
I choose to move with due haste
Even if there’s no need to fire up
Not giving it my all’s such a waste
With speed in mind and deftness in hand
I work to work with the lowest time
To go put my all in all I may do
To embody haste of my own design
So let the air burn in the bright sky outside
I will burn myself and become my own flame
Even if I overheat or collapse on my feet
My individuality will not stay tame.
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