We often sacrifice for that
Which we can not observe.
Paralyzed dreams lay abandoned
O’er battered fields strewn with crippled seeds,
Almost succumbing to the
Threats of those whose words
Are tainted by misfortune
And littered with acridity.
To rise above these ignorant fables,
Taunting with true lies,
Vision must be empowered
To mount to its own Corinthian reality.
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