Wondrous tales used to enthral,
With a speck of reality so you don’t notice at all,
You listen intently to every word said,
Forgetting to live in this moment instead.

Archetypes to live up to,
Role models to guide what you become,
Deep in your heart you feel that your time is overdue,
Between God and man, myth and being, you’re torn.

A path towards Godhead is often defined,
But this path is too narrow for your mind,
Trapping and reducing you to a mere symbol,
Choosing to throw your fate for the gamble.

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