Backwards, too frightened to look forward, too stubborn not to look back.
Eyes tightly shut, like a crazed stampede of buffalo, mindless juggernauts of brute strength propelled me faster.
From prudence, towards independence and freedom to do as I hoped. Not easily accomplished in this our real world.
Covering invisible bases I could not see, feeling the nonexistent pads as I stepped upon each of these.
With my heart was fire, from pain, exertion, and desire. Believing I have to win, losing is a foreign language not spoken.
Because I must, to get to the other side first, to dare the spoilers, haters, and deviates of now, come for me if you can.
I am here having focused on and now knocking upon my destinations door before I left.
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