Never been in the world, that showed me all real
Hazy was it all, a pious hope was all I had
Fairly land I thought, caught up on the false
Had this dream of shit, to impress all I greet
Fearing all the way, putting on different shoes, thrilling them to win. Then,
Something held me back, coaching through the path, pulling on to track.
Walking in our shoe, they take us so long, despite all the flaws
Way too long as it goes, such it not so far, never give a damn,
About the measure of the walk, or distance of the path or the rate that it has
It knocks sense to all, to take our own stand that is so tall, tallish up till as we dream!
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