Then you're probably right,
Not becuase time has necessarily run out,
But because you're out of fight,
Which is all that separates completion,
From wishing you'd never started,
Because there's many forces against you,
Both obvious and uncharted,
Both from others and from yourself,
From chance and the inflexibility of life,
From the fact that to plan anything,
Is unnatural and destined for strife.
But it's alright,
Sometimes things go as planned,
And that's because you force them into reality,
Which is the secret of every great human.
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