What were your ambitions
To what did you aspire
How close are you to fruition
what else do you require
The years drift by, and mock you
while you’re sinking in the mire
I wonder if you ever knew
About tradition
Or fire
There is a toll, that you must pay
How much the cost, I cannot say
But burn you shall
Before you retire

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