Kayatu

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The destruction or is it the making,
 I can never understand.
To be judged? Normal.
 To be watched? Normal.
Spoken of?
Appropriate
Chastised? Everyone gets their turn
When do you ever win?
This challenge
What is the highest score?
I do not know!
Money? Never enough!
Success?  Overrated!
They say….
Ambition? Overwhelmingly normal,
Hearts?  Crushed to pulp
Trust, earned with all above
Friends, non-existent philosophy
Skeptic? Indefinitely!!!

What is all this fuss?
Challenge! You quip!!!
You take it, run with it, try it out!!!
Start over, tens of millions of quests
Isn’t it exciting!!!
Challenge?
You say…
It is that overdressed futility
Sashaying her hips
Lulling you on her breasts

Towards your imminent failure!
Location: Wuhan, Hubei, China

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