Yoda wins the lottery.
Hope's not the same thing as truth,
Nor the other way around,
The way mangles it, he does.
How could even a puppet sage
Cope with recalcitrant hope?
This is what a nickname does
To a prior sense of self.
Any name is a notion
Trailing clouds of story
And the associations
Dig their roots into the brain
Shoot their tendrils through its thoughts.
The story is I was wise.
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