Six months
Remember the spindles, the wool, the game?
The gaping hole of adaptation devoured any sensible neuron.
They were stuck in a falling world.
A severe case of being blind and leading the blind.
So why do we think we can lead others only to find that we are the ones who need to be led?
I deem to step away from such foolery.
Wisdom never shouted it's fame.
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