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Failure Is Divine Satire

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Nothing changes and it never will.
Sun up sun down everyday stay the same.
Repetition, metaphorical erosion of the spirit.
Rusting promises like skin liable to chap.
Fate is the nightlight that burns our eyes out as we walk tightropes and dance in circles to te tune of our backsbreaking under weight up living up to potential.
Choke on the smell.
On and on, around and around.
Never missing a beat.
Soldering forward,away from what you trylu aspire to be, or to do, or to see, for fear of pushing.
Sinking or sailing, flying or falling, cutting the waves. Breaching the hull.
Soaring without effort.
Going down in flames.
No ports, no parachutes.
Failure is divine satire so maybe we'll be laughing at the ones who died in neutral.
So maybe we'll be laughing at the ones who died in park.
Who is to say?
Every time you sell yourself short, an angel gets its wings. So maybe I'll be a momunental joke.
Moving on, staying in place, with the things we want growing old in the back seat.

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