Metamorphosis
Act II: The ReckoningTo know thyself is the beginning of wisdom.
Split from Self Reflections
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Excuses, excuses
Love how they ease the weight
The burden
The hardships
The toil
Tell yourself whatever lies
To see tomorrow
False hope placed in
A volatile market
Kinda sad how we don't very often
Sit back and reflect
Always looking to improve
This the masterpiece
That keeps on giving
Forever in a state of metamorphosis
Is there a final form to this template?
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