Stumbling under the influence of my inadequacy
Down the pathway of my dreams
A ghastly realization floods my senses
Rendering palpable the waves of hopelessness and despair.
Sugar and wine laced through the fuel in my balloon
Determine the course of this piteous adventure
Linking me, curiously, with the figures of the past
Present, and future who didn't know
And feared ignorance the most.
I can only imagine they had more to lose
And less to gain
Fantasy laced with determination replaced their uncertainty.
I submit to you they never heard the trade go down
But moved ever forward in their piteous adventures
Until, at last, an epic emerged.
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