It's interesting
how some people
refuse to admit they are lost.
It is only after trials and tribulations
of epic proportions,
When spirits have been sucked bone-dry
and psychological shields have splintered
into minuscule pieces beyond recognition,
that they finally cave in.
I begin my day by admitting that I am lost,
and believe that I will continue to be lost.
But that would constitute as
too early of a defeat;
Wouldn't it?
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