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So much

Of what we do

Comes from

What people say

We ought to do



They mean well

But know not as well

As we do

Our flow

Is our essence

Our focus

On work that we love

Towards a life that matters

We rise

As time flies

And we hardly notice

Flow is what

The absence of life is for

Finding what to live for

Knowing what we want

It can only come

When we are alone

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Former presidential speechwriter, still a musician; writes about urban gridlocks. Will work full time for the planet. Harvard Kennedy School ‘14 🇵🇭

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