Spinning Wheels

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Peering through the window of my sand castle spire
Playing at elitism through silent awkward speech
Meaningful uselessness peppers my patterns
The surge towards the need for normalcy
Pushes against silent contemplation
Am I cut apart or caught afraid?
Perhaps failure is my pertinent addiction
The rush of Russian roulette for the lazy
Risk not, want not, fail not, learn not
Static adamantium locks out success