Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread.

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In lands where angels fear to tread,

Bold fools rush in, where wise men dread.

Their steps are light, their hearts are free,

Unbound by cautious constancy.

They dance through realms of risk and chance,

Ignoring wisdom’s somber stance.

Where prudence sees a looming storm,

These fools embrace a daring norm.

In taking risks that others shun,

They find new paths beneath the sun.

Entrepreneurs with vision bright,

Transform the dark into the light.

While thinkers sit and ponder deep,

These fools move forward, never sleep.

No time to weigh each pros and cons,

They act while others dwell upon.

Mistakes become their guiding star,

Each failure takes them just so far.

Through trial’s fire, they gain their might,

Experience turns wrong to right.

Conventional wisdom they dismiss,

And find in chaos, paths to bliss.

Innovation springs from minds set free,

To question norms and what might be.

Through every fall, they rise again,

With thicker skin, they bear the strain.

Resilience forged in reckless flight,

Gives strength to face the longest night.

Their boldness draws both friend and foe,

Opportunities begin to flow.

Connections made through daring deeds,

Bring forth the chance that others need.

In foolish acts, rebellion thrives,

A challenge to the staid and wise.

Society moves when rules are bent,

By those who question and dissent.

Yet balance holds the truest key,

Between the fool and prudency.

Guchi.

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