There was no “Wrong Turn”.
I remember… this dull place.
Here… – I am forced to face:
– All the bridges I’ve burned.

Trying not be to competitive,
Didn’t keep me from play on.
Guided by the Glorious, and,
Guarded by the Envious One.

Collector of underestimations
Surprising all the expectations
Compliments are truly insults!
When sow finally gives results

I reap my deeds and my regret
It hurts to lose who’s not dead
Like to forgive and never forget
I say how? But it has been said


— Ricardo Sexton



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