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The addiction to everything


Spread thin as a master of nothing

Breathing fast in my learning

Jumped too many ships and havent found my place

Never got caught for too long in the race

Why reason calls me back

I still dont know my direction in that

Blackened souls I find in life

Seems my heart is too kind

Nice guys finish last

They forget the world is harsh and crass

To ante up in the face of hate

Bet your love but not your fate

Let things go so as not to get caught

Otherwise Life be a treacherous lot.

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