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i had to really learn - recursion..
to hack out of it..
coz the pattern was...work : baldie thief..
and baldie win : coz he got kewls of money, loudspeakers and innocent veronicas : to make the imaginary stories : define character..
the skill : was never questioned..
but 'hacked' to make a lusty nerdy engineer ..
who smokies and is spoiled : coz he says 'things' like code..
it became an impossible pattern..
coz 'hope' of a sensible baldie...was too much...
and that was all the 'father time' lessons i needed..
i was always alone..
yet i won : in dimensions it mattered..
why : was i 'wining' : when i hated page 3 ?
was my puzzle and bane.
what is easy for me.... was my hack..
sounded illogical..
coz 'approval' is of lesser beings : is never logical..
just a feeling.
further thoughts...
my ego of creating a win : yet not care about it..
that was the 'hack' : my lesson : my ego : is for me to use..not to loan around.