22nd
i can see the future stretched out before me and its
foggy breadth and infinite depth
will not deter me now
i am not a fallen fig, syvlia
i am shoulder for the sake of wing, patti
i am not afraid, nana.
i am taking a slow drag of this cigarette, sons
i am in the night, walt, i am watching the stars and feeling the cold
i am a piecing together of what i have met
i am potential i will not waste
i am standing back up
i am walking forward
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You hit a hole in one with this.