When the moment is taken out,
Sliced up and taken opportunity to,
Let it all hang out.
And some of them have felt like the end all and be all,
The one on top from which you can only descend.
It is still there and might be the highest peak,
But can still be saved for the end.
You want some meaning so you create a child,
From jealousy of seeing others around.
I never expected it to spur me on so.
I must use talents that have yet to be found.
And it's alright,
I'm going to give it to you straight up.
I'm just waiting for someone to come around,
To put some pennies in my cup.
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