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Step out

When you step out and still do not step out,

You go on that luxury vacation to feel good

But your mind is where it has always stood.

Endlessly thinking of expenses rather than relaxing.

About office politics, salary increments,

and worst of all if you find a fellow colleague

though the location and landscape changes

you are still at work- worried and anxious

having the same discussions.


So step out first from that mental space,

before you step into a nice place.

The change you want is impossible

just going for a vacation isn't sensible.

Rather engage in an such a activity that rejuvenates

Where you take a note and appreciate

all little things you overlooked off late.


Push yourself to think through and step out in a real sense

my dear mate.


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