Hey there, little Capricorn, don't look so forlorn; you've got a beautiful brain if you could just learn. So many little flutters of something far beyond this gutter utter their presence in your mind. If you could only find the time to shine, you would blow their minds. You've got a ways to go but with another step you'll be so much closer to the end of your unpredictable story. These streetlights shine directly into my eyes as though accusatory lines and rhymes were never enough to blind one like they blind. Shhh, don't cry. Look to the sky and think of all the stars. All the little gleams of hope at your fingertips, waiting to be provoked and pursued, for you to make your move. Leap like a tiger and capture your prey, I'll help you to corner it, since I got away. The first kill of the day is never the greatest, simply the one that will do. But in the end you'll have plenty a win and More than enough meat to chew.
