Dogma. Philosophy
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Days like todayMore ordinary than the lastmake my veins achemy knees wobblemy ribs rattle
I am shaken into existenceInto a reality of unnecessary expectationsof inevitable failure
Yeah, let it be they say
But nah, what’s the point of it?
When life isn’t rife with objectives
You got to hand it to them, what’s life without discipline?
