Run, You Crazy and Beautiful Fools

To each their own stones.

To each their own belief that
the stones they’ve tripped over,
time and time again,
will this time transform
to gold beneath their feet.

Run,
you crazy and beautiful fools,
along your paths
and with your eyes to the skies!

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