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Soooo Confucius that it makes wonders match...


Pain is only temporary while joy lasts forever
they say misery loves company I say etcetera etcetera

So gone off so don't excuse me if my focus is too tuned and I forget to provide clarity but for none I gives a hoot just a hack about the placement of another's boundaries in my scene frame-less scraps of knowledge architect stores one always in the standby cupboard case of if it's all about steps closer and closer as I move pushing ever forward towards crossing the threshold of excellence auto rejecting all outside that |parameter| no hope no belief that's the rack, it's eat 'till my tummies full from the table of the highest honor or leave a plate of needless scraps for the fools in alley of my past to ponder over strive or starve - analog attempts to extrapolate my + digital connection to success without = expectation leads to digits wrung into extinction counter adds sense track out puts high risk into reading warning signs emits subject to wringing proof rendering clues a quest of extraction to quench that one of a kind meaning neediness thirsts leading the weak to a shallow 6 feet of restlessness the result of a reckless cursive loneliness thats earth to all dirts I C.C my condolences with black & yellow roses to friends & families of fallen foes clinging to false hopes of my inability to rise to new plateaus sealed with a kiss a note to shelf for self is truth to know more or wonder love as a lost letter for those that can't stand to sync with me for shelter drown in puddles of self loathe sinkin' in pools of never those who fail to wade in the wake of the ever present more catch a fresh wind of failure me I'm taking leaps and broad sweeps a brush pushing a basket full of next while you ninjas watchin' waitin' and holding breathes I'm out-pacing breaking free through life's open gaps getting better by the feat as the minutes tick away your bitter by the moment defeats __t I'm hearing gots me feeling that some fearing how I'm rolling that I'm nearin' a tragic end change that friends I'm just growing never wants never gets never had never miss all I am all I know all they can't is all I show 'tis the window that I open when I scribble on a wall washing my face in a million dollar room with a million dollar view chasing billion dollar thoughts pause in the mirror reflect fate see me skipping limits cross the river of doubt sailing off the ripples of hope I'm doing BETTER THAN EVER BETTER THAN ITS EVER BEEN DONE!


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