Sometimes when lost in thought
It's a struggle to get back
Bearings don't exist in this mangled plot
Keep jumping off track
Connections gone, surely I've lost a dot
Probably more than that
I was taught too take your shot
I find myself on the attack
Not sure if it was the good fight I fought
Regardless,
I still fell through the crack
The one thing that was not taught
Is what you'll loose if and when you fall flat

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