Reality

Once I wanted to be the greatest,

No wind or waterfall could stall me.

Then came the rush of the flood,

The stars at night turned deep into dust.

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As we all can read, supra, the difference between reality and idealism.

Setting out from the beginning with nothing, all there is, hope and hope. Hope against the negative, hope for the positive.

Only to find the difference, sometimes cruelly and painfully.

There is a chasm. The bridge is nowhere in sight. Construction could take up a lifetime.

Standing across is Idealism waving.

A barrage of derogatory slurs seems quite good an idea here. Positioned against oneself.

Sigh.