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No matter the path you decide to take

All those bustling ideas you chose to make

They metamorphosized into an unrecognizable shape

Those well-orchestrated plots always changed

Designs without a conventional pattern shade

Concocts that always became defects and break

Plans seem to pine behind every breath you take

You will eventually work full time in the day

For schemes and theme like shack adjacent to the game

The friends cackle and the boss doesn't fall for a raise

That stratagem was broken since the Recession took place

Intentions built up on a faulty range of aim

Either without growing on a breath or theological games

Plans peaked before the statute moves where made

Dreams that dissolved into concave cakes

Dreams that dissolved into concave cakes

Dreams that dissolved into concave cakes

Dreams that dissolved into concave cakes