The Curse of Fuzzy Thinking
At some point in a human's cycle of life,
the curse of fuzzy thinking appears.
They're stuck in their own point of view,
so they're ruled by their inner most fears.
A human being accepts change with difficulty,
for they remain set in ways of stone.
But the fluid river of endless change
leaves no mortal soul alone.
Each human body contains a heart
that beats to the tune of eternal hope.
To escape this curse of fuzzy thinking,
we must boldly grasp truth's golden rope.
These fuzzy thoughts lead to hurtful actions,
sowing the seeds of pain and strife.
But every human being deserves respect
and the freedom to live their own life.
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