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For the most part, my mind
Hasnít all that much to find.
So, when I take it from retirement,
It often must fill new requirements.

Be that as it may,
It came to life the other day
While deciding which way to go.
But, admitted it didnít know.

So sad to be long neglected
Until no way could be selected,
Leaving me to stand in place
Admitting to such a disgrace.

Too long left un-started,
Now no pathway could be charted.
What choice was left to me
But to stand there, hopelessly?

Each story has a moral
And, this moral, without quarrel,
Is a reminder to use it
Or lose it.


By The_Pip2

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