Fear
My fear of mediocrity
Goosebump-skittle- falls
Across my skin,
Like a swarm of unswattable
Blue bottle flies.
The question begs the answer,
Did it matter the difficulty of the tasks?
Or the possibility ?
Not
The may
Or
The might
But
The should have been.
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