Yes and no.

Of all the things there are the only thing you can be sure of and that you are in full possession of is yourself.

Discover that treasure before moving on to others.

Sadly the sorrowful tale of the common man is for another to find their own treasure before they might find it themselves.

Most men quite sadly lose possession of themselves long before their time has run out.

Also I don't read books so much so don't know this poem that comes up in search. Seems defeatist to me. Like depression. A superfluous way of saying we're all just a cog in the machine or a leaf in the wind. We call that sort of tiny thing, taking a basic obvious thing but then dressing it up to try to make it something big, gay.

Though I must confess their comes a point of mastery where we risk our fate for that of others.

Yes and no.

Of all the things there are the only thing you can be sure of and that you are in full possession of is yourself.

Discover that treasure before moving on to others.

Sadly the sorrowful tale of the common man is for another to find their own treasure before they might find it themselves.

Most men quite sadly lose possession of themselves long before their time has run out.

Also I don't read books so much so don't know this poem that comes up in search. Seems defeatist to me. Like depression. A superfluous way of saying we're all just a cog in the machine or a leaf in the wind. We call that sort of tiny thing, taking a basic obvious thing but then dressing it up to try to make it something big, gay.

Though I must confess their comes a point where we risk our fate for that of others.

Yes and no.

Of all the things there are the only thing you can be sure of and that you are in full possession of is yourself.

Discover that treasure before moving on to others.

Sadly the sorrowful tale of the common man is for another to find their own treasure before they might find it themselves.

Most men quite sadly lose possession of themselves long before their time has run out.

Also I don't read books so much so don't know this poem that comes up in search. Seems defeatist to me. Like depression. A superfluous way of saying we're all just a cog in the machine or a leaf in the wind. We call that sort of tiny thing, taking a basic obvious thing but then dressing it up to try to make it something big, gay.

Yes and no.

Of all the things there are the only thing you can be sure of and that you are in full possession of is yourself.

Discover that treasure before moving on to others.

Sadly the sorrowful tale of the common man is for another to find their own treasure before they might find it themselves.

Most men quite sadly lose possession of themselves long before their time has run out.

Also I don't read books so much so don't know this poem that comes up in search. Seems defeatist to me. Like depression.

Yes and no.

Of all the things there are the only thing you can be sure of and that you are in full possession of is yourself.

Discover that treasure before moving on to others.

Sadly the sorrowful tale of the common man is for another to find their own treasure before they might find it themselves.

Most men quite sadly lose possession of themselves long before their time has run out.

Yes and no.

Of all the things there are the only thing you can be sure of and that you are in full possession of is yourself.

Discover that treasure before moving on to others.

Sadly the sorrowful tale of the common man is for another to find their own treasure before they might find it themselves.