a poem I need remindersHow far perfection isAn opposite of realityGoals unattainableAimed towardsWith arrow missedForever falling shortIt matters not if I hitOnly that the effort remainsTo draw and looseEach attempt againToiling away until deathLike one who carries the boulderNever achieving the summitIf I cannot accept thisIf I refuse to aim and toilFailure and death will […]