Every waking moment, I don't read and assimilate,
The knowledge becomes outdated, arrives a bit too late

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You had a blueprint, but territory differs from the map,
There'll always be a chasm; stop living in the gap.

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We're neither determined nor totally free; we are bound by constraints and laws,
That if we choose for once, we choose for all times, should give us reason to pause.

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Due to a lack of courage, I can’t put my life on hold,
Never mind the bourses crashing, or tanking prices of gold.

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I'm almost like a drunkard, deprived of sleep,
Can't think through straight, or my attention keep.

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You demand a sentence-long poem, and I certainly can,
Maybe Haiku is the template, worth your attention span.

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Would it reassure you if I pointed, I’ve been the odd man out,
Does that message assuage you, so you can stop whining and shout?

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I might be dead on the outside, I am growing my roots deep,
I know I'll welcome leaves again, so on their passing I don't weep.

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Haven't I evolved beyond this? I am no longer a child,
How can I let my hair down, and like others, become wild?

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To remain a coach is a folly, when you can write a how-to-coach guide,
To sell, you must be visible, and not beneath your client work hide.

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The same absorption, I take to work,
The mastery mindset, becomes a quirk.

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I still dread and wonder, am I worthy of my pain?
Sacrifices notwithstanding, did morals go down the drain?

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Detach from what the day served, write to a prompt few lines,
Let the dust settle down a bit, to uncover what the heart pines.

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Could I dig a different place, where my efforts will bear fruit?
Is calling out the sunk cost fallacy, to myself, a bit rude?

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My past defines me; I can't afford another defeat,
I can't let you cheat me; I'll never get back on my feet.

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