about the choices I have made
and how arbitrary they have become
Based on nothing but pleasure of the flesh
So I think of what good they have done
...nothing
I draw up blank.
In the meantime, I compare myself to those idolize.
Of course, with my own revisionism
and I make of mold of that which I chose to be
which I long to be
I have so much work to do.
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