And make way for a future ripe with magic,
You naturally risk heartbreak
For to be so bold as to proclaim with gusto what could be
In the face of the stubborn and ugly what is
Is madness, no?
A little madness,
A lot more gumption and fire and belief in
The beauty of the unseen
To be a visionary is to be a lover
Neither for the faint of heart, and
The only fuel for our breathing
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