They go deosil, you go widdershins.
They follow tradition whilst you condemn
The inane ways of the majority
Which you consider superfluous phlegm.
You value true freedom, they value chains.
You bypass the clutches of time and woe.
You do what you want without looking back,
As you fly with the wind, and choose the flow.
You go your own way with full sov'reignty,
And you will never wait for anything,
Since you consider nothing worth the pause;
Or so you say, for I note varying
Is your philosophy when it comes to me,
But I shall never bind you.
(Finally, huh?)
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