With the duties you own,
To work, to desires, to what others want,
The mortgage on your home,
If the sun rarely rises as you sit,
In comfort, with a tea,
Contemplating what you might do today,
With your unfettered possibilities,
If you can't say what you like anymore,
For it's too far away,
And the act of simply chasing it down,
Would take days upon days,
You're not alone,
It's those who don't, who are,
Blissfully living life without a care,
Expectations may as well be the stars.
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