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MEDIOCRITY
a quiet life drifts by in muted hues,
half-finished hopes and softly lowered views,
the middle path becoming all one chooses.
dreams dim to dusk when effort slips away,
and almost-bright becomes the shade of day~
the middle path becoming all one chooses.
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