Eventually,
Those who have taken their head 'trips'...
With accusations made about others,
Moving in directions misunderstood...
From birth they have stubbornly taken.
With a placing of concrete steps.
Those not understanding,
This journey one takes alone...
Eventually,
Find their head 'trips'...
Have been filled with hot air,
And little substance from which to claim...
A viable destiny,
They see there for themselves to reach!
But their noses seem to be always placed,
On another's path!
There to share...
Without the asking!
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