Thinking about all the things,
That can be done and is done and will never be done,
While you are living,
Like knowing all the things that can be done,
That you probably would like to do,
Overloading you into inaction,
And depressing you, too.
But you can only eat an elephant,
One bite at a time,
And, even then, you have to digest each piece,
If you don't want to die.
And it's alright,
Though the world will not wait for you,
Even if you have one experience of progress,
You'll come out feeling brand new.
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