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Jun 2016
it's a gift to be able to imagine
to pinpoint
in pretty grand, reasonable detail
what you're plotting now
what you figured out
where you're going now.

what you love means something
don't give it up for nothing
and who you are means something
for a moment,
was it perfect?

and ain't it worth it?
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Sometimes Starr  Another place
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   mikecccc and Pax
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