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Rated: E · Prose · Experience · #2144878
How a mind desires slavery amidst uncertainty.
My back is sore, my mind exhausted.
With a quick glance I notice the time.
I have not done what I should, nor what I wanted.
And I am uncertain of both.

Please someone tell me.
Are my efforts worth it? Is my aim true? Will I reach my goal?
No answers obviously.

I crave certainty.
This hit and miss game of 'effort' is tiresome.
Bind me to fate, not these dice.
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