even the wise
can’t know what
to do all the
time
posed with a
problem
always trial
and error
might lose grip
the first few
times
balance could
get thrown
reality can’t
be taken lightly
even by the
wise
will realize
when reality
is being washed
away
undertow
pulling it
far from the
shore
endless
possibilities
are not always
real
how many of the
wise
know the
reality
of this
loneliness
that floods the
surrounding region
the wise tend
to not
know where to
stand…
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