Picking up pieces

We have these broken selves lying around in the sand of mid-life crisis.

Sleeping to cold sweat. And waking up each morning to reminisce failed yesterdays and gamble uncertain tomorrows. Waking up to a day that dictates us.

Picking pieces of our own mediocrity, we walk in the sunrise to duel another day.

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