Eyes of The Great

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People tell you how wonderful you are, and then you look up and see how you're not.
How everyone else somehow seems to have done better.

Someone gone a step higher. A step greater than you know you'll every be.
And you keep pushing, and you feel your heart, mind stretching to point to where it can fit anymore of the passion.
The eyes of the great stare down at you.

Perhaps a compliment, but it is nothing to compare to. You want to rise higher, better, but there is nothing.
At this point, there's no higher level. You are there.

But you can't change the standard. Can't push yourself to make it one bit higher. Make your name appear next to your passion.





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