I know you make the world go around and all, but can you make it slow down a little bit? Im getting to old, far to fast. Chasing after you I've grown tired and sore, but also wise and calculating, so you would think you could do this one thing for me. I've caught plenty of you, but I still dont have enough to make ends meet, so could you please stop trying so hard to out run me, and let me get a chance to catch my breathe? 'Cause im going to run until I die if things keep going like this.
Sincerely,
Danny Carlson
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