When times were happy and things did glow
An era was a comin' you could never know
A time when the sands would slow in their downward flow
And down, ever down, you would surely go
Whatever happened? A decision was made
To follow a path that you, yourself bade
Ever forward on hard ground was it laid
But strictures and structures allowed you to fade, and boy did you ever fade
So now that it's done and your road's at an end
And you grasp for a prize that blows like the wind
You know that your road and its downward bend
To your empty handed fruitless end, did send
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Author:
Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
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Such a bittersweet endeavor. Having faith in anything is dangerous to mental health. Much truth here. Best regards, and keep up the work my friend.
Thanks for reading and understanding.
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