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---
categories:
- Poetry
date: 2025-04-05 12:00:00 +0000
tags:
- Introspective
title: Aimless
layout: poetry
---
In an act of self defense
I grew accustomed to solo living.
I held on to my two cents
Unsure of when it should be given.
I thought this to be the fatal flaw
That kept me from living right.
But now I see that aimlessness
Is what kills all men at night.
Living without a purpose,
Yet a desire to provide.
You know what youd like to do,
But what do you do with your time?