The world today moves far too fast,You can’t tell if you’re first or last.Everyone’s in a race to the end,But we all meet the same fate, my friend. So hear me out—let’s lower the pace,Life’s not meant to be a hare’s race.Remember the tale where the tortoise won?Slow and steady outpaced the run. It’s time to step back, let the roundabout slow,Life’s rushing by, just a chaotic flow.But when we breathe and take it slow,The blur clears up and starts to glow. We’re stuck in a rat race, losing our grace,We all need time—just a little more space.The world’s out of breath, it’s starting to fade,It’s time we slowed down,…