Sense

Sometimes, we overlook the essence and cling only to the shell.
Sometimes, everything is in its place, but when our priorities are misplaced, when we reach for appearances instead of meaning, and when we spend the most important parts of ourselves in places that offer nothing in return…
In the end, all that remains 
Is a shell, warmed- but empty 
And a lost opportunity that will never come again.

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