Risk Assessment

I never understood

My mother

She wanted to give me everything

And then was jealous because I had everything.

It was not her fault

It was just the way she was

At first she expected her own

Defeats and sorrows would be cancelled by

My victories

But no

Turned out that just made things worse.

Living vicariously is a risky affair.

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