Once on the horizon,
Then you stand among your accomplishments,
But they're an illusion,
The goal was not the goal, but the journey,
Not many truths in life,
You either work for things curse your luck,
Whether you live in comfort or in strife,
You cannot blame either approach, really,
It is nobody's fault,
It could be nature, it could be nurture,
Or sexual assault,
It could be god,
The trick's to see who y'are,
Strip away ev'rything that's not, just once,
To ensure that you do not stray too far.
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