miscalculations
I don't have time anymore
to wait for something little
but to be hungry for more
had I known before
the time spent
was better for my best
now no hope at all
like a man walking in the desert with
no campus
if I die
will be the scavengers to feed on my fresh
the rest shall be history
for their will be no story
to be told
there is no time to worry at all
because somewhere
sometime
I made miscalculations
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