There's far too little of
every thing that comes to mind
and if I can't see the exit sign
I must be blind
but I've been on that
road less traveled, its bunk too
and the terrible temptation
is to give he paradigm one more act two
want want want and try to
convince myself that's the problem
by the time I face up to the decision
the better windows flew by, I missed them
what a wretched specimen
embarrassed but it's done
And I can't even tell if I
learned anything from this one
what
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