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| Lazy |
When I was young I dreamed big.
Felt big.
I saw my future, planned it,
strived toward it fiercely
ruthlessly
utterly determined to fulfill my ambitions.
Now I am a man.
and I wonder
where did I stumble?
Why am I weak?
Why am I nothing?
I lost the vision
lost my way
and I drift in mediocrity.
I never mattered.
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