A Predicament

Worry.
What good will it do?
What good will any of
It do?
There are no exits,
No titled doors
To run through;
So what good can it do?
Worry.
Spending days brushing over time
In a hurry
And for what?
A chance
Or a second one?
There is no escaping what soon shall become.

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