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Feb 5
I believe I've been sent on a fool's errand

I'm done searching
   I'm without a map or a guide

I'm done with attempts
    in the cold
    in the dark
    in the mud

I'm tired
   so very tired

No one is honest
   with what they want
   with who they are

Why try?

I believe I've been sent on a fool's errand
Spilled little things
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