Future

On the brink of sorrow and joy
All over some silly boy
Teeter on the edge look over
See in the distance a 4 leaf clover
Reach for it and fall
Off the pedestal so mighty and tall
Crawl towards a glimpse of hope
Are you a genius or a dope?
Believing in happily ever after
Disregarding tears follow laughter
The old rules always remain
Nothing can stay forever the same

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