Accepting Losses
sacrificing self for better or worse is almost too much
the exact outcome's unknown and you do lose not win
you now know blindness but one day may see truth
rather than just what's true there then not here now
the stage is a play written so many time cycles ago
as histories clock and the actors obituary measure
stan sand
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