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Why the care? Its only life,
and too important to encumber
With little cares of strangers' thoughts and fearful dreams.
Wander not into the bleak void
of hypocrisy and disbelief,
Self-doubt and invisible demons.
Care not for their whispers,
Surreptitious thoughts,
And violent eyes.
Throw off your cloak of conformity,
And desert their memories!
Let them stumble behind, as you swerve
The falls of many through time and journey.
Treat it not as your prison,
But your playground.
And everything is yours.