"Fame, The restless soul"
An open door to walk right through
The swung wide gate you never knew
Unlocked precaution of all that you thought
The untraceable pathway that you never sought
In blinding rain from a storms swept tears
Where the here to now moved in timid fears
The more cautious ride would move the walk
In the shadow an unknown image would blanket, stalk
A more peaceful way is the straightest for sure
Yet, the turbulent road now feels more the cure
Yes, the restless soul that all would have be tame
But that's not the way for souls of history fame
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