Why Some Do Not Succeed
Seeing that the Sun had risen
the Artist laid in bed
contemplating for some time
“should I begin to tread?”
Finally he concluded
“I do not have as far to go
or to do what’s on Suns plate
If I did, I would ascend
but since I don’t
I’ll wait.”
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