obstacles are just imaginary objects that the brain created to deny reality.
what a subtle creativity; suffocated in the jungle of ideas.
and yes, I did say that I will try my best.
those tries died in vain; reminiscing only the best failure that I won before.
an oak tree with naught to give but to take.
the horse had walked, ran and even slept.
maybe castles are only meant for the slaves.
tempted by the future, advocated in the glass.
no horse for me, never again.
I shall walk with my two feet
and fight with my fists and
talk with my brain.
a warrior no, two missing toes.
can't stop and go, surrounded by foes.
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