Foggy and blurred, its nowhere to be found,
I've started losing track, of my goal profound.
The visions that inspired, are now old Man's tale,
The day morphed to dusk, and the Sun turned pale.
Tired and spent up, my energy saps low,
I'm losing momentum, my progress is slow.
The drive to succeed, has lost its sheen,
All I think nowadays, is how to come out clean.
Disparaged and looked down, I'll become an outcast,
My legacy wont live, but my infamy will last.
The respect I commanded, will turn to dust,
To be absconding is unexpected, but move I must.
I've lost a lot on this journey, I'm bleeding still,
The day I find myself, I'll continue till.
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