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Hard Work

By Sejal Garg


Planned with my mind,

Leaving the world behind.

Checklists and notes,

Yet my mind still chokes.

Blocked by knots, no work, no fun,

Dopamine releases none.

"Take baby steps," said someone,

Until you find the one.

My ikigai, where are you?

I found you—now lost you…


By Sejal Garg



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