There is a man in a parallel tunnel to mine
He carries beside him a lantern with such great shine
The walls are clear to him, his surroundings brightly lit
He sees all the bumps, all the cracks, all the pits

We set forth to a destination that is the same
To a light so bright, his lantern's glow appears tame
Gallantly he marches, standing oh so very tall
Meanwhile, in my darkness I trip, stumble, and fall

For I carry no such lantern, never have nor will
Because knowing where I stand eliminates the thrill
Of chasing down a glimmer when blind to all the rest
The prospect well worth the added time I may invest

So as my comrade reaches destiny before I
He'll come to realize his voyage has been tainted by
The mundanity of his most recent escapades
And learn just how much fruition the light barricades

Sean Skinner (The Affection and Abandonment Excerpt, pt. 1)

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