Blindfolded

On a shaded path
A figure exists with trace behind
Moving its step with haste

Blindfolded are his eyes
Worn out are his thighs
What fuels him are lies
Told to him that

Reality is what awaits you
Grow strengthen and learn
Become friends with currency rather than potency

Alas,
Be freed from them and the fear they make
And pursue your true virtue

Be smart not for success but to express
Sprint not to outrun but to outlove
Be not in societal darkness as a night late
But learn what you are given to create something once was nonexistent

Do not make steps after something
Yet forward

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