From one day to the next,
The optimism brandished on Friday,
By Monday can be nixed,
The harsh realities of what there is,
Versus the things you want,
Will never be reconciled together,
Unless you are happy with what you've got,
Which is no closer to your ideal life,
Than if you had billions,
Four steps are the same as a million miles,
To lives utopian,
But you can strive,
Like the best of us do,
Break out of a restricted existence,
Embrace the deep thinking innate in you.
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