the sooner you
learn that you are
not alone, the better
your standing will be
in this communal
living, the price you
pay of course, is
loss of some parts
of your individuality,
for you see, this
world is a motion
of compromises,
not a win-win situation,
you win some
you lose some,
from his viewpoint
you are a boat
moving at sea,
and the way you
advance, you also
shoo others away.
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