"A way to Fool’s Paradise" (original poem)

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I’ve grown into despair,
Slowly I’m thinking for a while,
Spending on days on feet,
Spending nights on writing.

They say you have to have the desire to gain,
Change illuminated my life goals,
I shall help myself grow,
Life will take its shape.

Age doesn’t stop, this time is only an illusion,
Play the sound of dauntlessness,
Setting behind the crowd of your thoughts,
Light it with colorful musing.

Every day I grew older,
But every day I plan for the inevitable,
Yes, the inevitable pain, hurt and passion,
But what is this world of fool’s paradise?

-Tikatarot-

Watchwords:
Left a
World
Better
Celebrate
Along

Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”...

As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your own destiny and the maker of your own dreams…”

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