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Made a mess of the things you knew.

You tried it all and came back with few.

The only step you took was back

Into a hole that you dug in the past.

And maybe one day you will become stable

But for now you're like an unbalanced scale.

Tipping forward into the unknown

You've passed the point of no return.

There's no return for you.

You've been given a fool's hand

But for some reason you keep playing it.

There's no sign of stopping now.

You're insecurities won't let you quit. No.

A fool's hand has been cursed upon you.

And when the cards are placed on the table

You're only choice will be disabled.