|| on a haphazard idea of success ||
we built forests in yearning of success, a
never ending parade of people marching to
the ocean to drink it up, because
that's hard work, you see?
maybe it seems silly to you now but
when i was younger
i've had the words "kid, you'll move mountains,"
etched on the inside of my skull and
i've been building mountains ever since-
in hopes of me moving them someday.
since then my greatest fears have been
failure and bad luck and being buried deep under.
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