manipulate the world like clay
try to make what could be
from what is
no wonder then so oft
that genius linked to madness
for who would not
be brought to the brink
having seen utopia in a blink
then flashed back and felt compelled
to build a bridge across the abyss
who would not despair
at the multitudes who see the gap
and jeer "do not bother,
you'll never get from here to there.
you cannot walk on air."
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