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It’s too late

You, the inspired one the one who bears the torch burning through the mental fog. You are articulate, But tardy, rendering your wisdom useless. Like a fireman who appears after the forest has been laid to waste. You are a hero in name, but not in action.

It’s too late

You, the inspired one the one who bears the torch burning through the mental fog. You are articulate, But tardy, rendering your wisdom...