Tying my shoelaces, pulling my jacket on,
Grabbing my handbag, locking the door, I’m gone.
Rain starts to fall, a moment of doubt,
But I walk straight ahead, fear all but out.
Walking into the depths of my mind,
No fear grips me, troubles left behind.
Accustomed to mishaps, I stand tall,
Unfazed by fate’s attempts to enthrall.
Drenched by the rain, yet I feel no dismay,
I’m used to everything going wrong,
I relish the calm and freedom,
come what may.
Too blind to see the signs, the hints I miss,
Unaware of the messages, lost in mislead.
probably I shouldn’t heed my intuition,
But read the map, lest I fall in infinition
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