A Poem: Walking Blind

come real fast

surely make haste

you must know

there’s time to waste


form a circle

draw a line

its up to you

what you’ll find


the time is now

it always is

must figure out

all of this


walking blind

following my bliss

I have comfort though

that it’s all about this


moving forward

while being right here

never being

ruled by fear


being my best

like only I can

please remember

i still need a hand

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