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Regrets I speak of glory, yet the flesh holds back. I picture greatness, yet reality buffets achievement. Success knocks on the subconscious, yet mediocrity fills my conscious. I try, I fight, but my will cannot carry me through. Dreams of grandeur elucidate my future, yet hope fades away in my insatiable desires of the present. |
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