In the garden of life where choices bloom
Some wander in shadows, consumed by gloom
They point fingers, casting blame like seeds
Yet in their hearts it's accountability they need
The air grows thick with the stench of their plight
As they roll in the filth, avoiding the light
But remember, dear soul, it's not yours to bear
The weight of their choices, the burdens they wear
Stand firm in your truth, let your conscience be clear
For you control only the actions you steer
Their path is their own with lessons to learn
In the fires of consequence let them burn
Let them wallow, let them fall
It's not your duty to answer their call
For in the end it's their own reflection
That reveals the source of their disconnection
In the dance of life we all have our part
To play with integrity, to follow our heart
So when they try to drag you into their mire
Hold fast to your light, let it inspire
For you are not the keeper of their fate
Nor the architect of their self-imposed state
Release their blame, let it drift away
And focus on the dawn of your own new day
In the tapestry of life weave your own thread
With colors of wisdom, not of dread
For you are the master of your own design
Let others find their own path in their own time
When they try to cast their shadow on you
Remember, it's their own darkness they must pursue
Stand tall, breathe deep, and let them see
That you are free from their blame, eternally free
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