Naively assuming others will enjoy the quality of work we perform in life as much as we do.
A shadow on stilts,
Desperate for larger public penetration,
Yet suffering from one’s life’s work drowning in idealism, Turns out such work isn’t one for the ledger
Solo acts rarely clean up well,
Yet human beings have a tendency for dressing up utopia,
It’s in our nature
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