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Make Room I'm entering a new phase of existence, One of seeming non-interest and detachment. Slowly cleaning up the house of possessions To make room for the as yet unknown. It probably should be a cause of concern I'm certain most would agree. But from my point of view It's the only course of action I see. I'm gradually giving up trying to succeed in areas that were never meant to be. Temporary involvements with no actual purpose Other than some supposed reward I might receive. Having filled in time with pacifying activities, It's becoming clearly evident to me. I must commence to sort out the convoluted mess That I have allowed myself to believe. |