Which one of us is the fool baby?
You can’t win if you can’t lose.
Is my worst bad luck saving me from even worse luck? Some say so. Part of me thinks so. The rest of me thinks not. This is what is heavy on my mind when I came across the pictured. Fate erected a gate. A boundary. A fence. No matter how barren it looks, it will forever remain unexplored. The gate could have been opened by the person with the key. Their fate wouldn’t allow it. Loitering is not good for anyone. Must move on. Leaving behind a part of me that came alive and then died.
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