He was shod with confidence
And girded with faith
But just below his belt
Was doubt lying in wait.

He walked shoulder high
Aye! Heads over clouds
Assured he will come
Through with just a thrust.

So on he sauntered
Speeding past him, then her.
Wind sweeping pass his face
As he joined the race...

Chasing shadows of wishes
Down a lane of lilies
He could pick up victory aroma
Blue boy is just a dreamer,

Whose dreams are empty wishes
Running on a thin blue line thistles
His soul in a shoe of pebbles
Racing against time hurdles.

He's been running from here to there
Chasing shadows everywhere.
But how can a blue boy reach the finish line
Running against time.

Laboured breathing
He races on, panting.
If blue boy couldn't run with they that walk
How can he walk
With they that race on horses?

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