the false it is, the true it feels..the fast it moves, the slow it gets...You run so fast, when life wants it slow.. but weight don t go.. bcz it s a run not a throw but memory remains, it don t knowtree dont ask just root and grow.. no too and fro through dirt and slow and give shade to some crowmore fast you go, more fuel it burns.. what s left behind is fun and smiles..(still..) the false it is, the true it feels..