Q.O.L (?)

Do not mourn the death of an ant

Or you will weep into eternity.

The strength of small thoughts will mistreat and contort

The purity of your life, discernably.

 

Do not worship those times that have passed

For you will not see the times of tomorrow.

Many men have wept for their dreams that have slept

And thus bask in indefinite sorrow.

 

Pray be safe in the pursuit of perfection.

But be warned, do not strain too hard.

In amongst your toils, your mind may spoil,

Fragmenting your happiness to shards.

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