The simple thing may not cure you
Perhaps it is the complex flavor you seek
Life a hundred choices valleys and peaks
Reflecting back into who you are
Dulling or lighting up your eyes
Pushing you forward or holding you back
You wish, you yearn, you seek, a straw to suck
That tiny drop of hope
The cold hits the face, the heat blasts it off
The shock lingers long until it stales
The feeling of success the feeling of failure
The feeling one must always do better
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