Compass Companion
Life's subtle challenge;
A series of races
Between her pursuit
Of painted faces
And encumbered,
fleeting motivation,
Births an unprecedented
Means of education.
What are friends for,
If not a point in the right direction?
Look there, Alice.
What do you see in the reflection?
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