FIVE
Limited minutes of freedom
I've been over this more than I'm willing to tell
A minute passed by again
The start is a short wait
I have a little bit more to say
I need a little more time to play
But the road to my destination is dark
Better drop things while I still can
It's hard to stop, it never gets done
It's hard to start, it never is fun
It must be done, I tell myself
Even if it's not fun, I have to be quick
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