Here, in these ninety minutes, This means something, This one shot, The single chance to prove That those thirteen days (and a year before) Were not wasted Not simply an excuse nor chains That shackled me to the desk, To the chair, inside... This is it, Do. Not. Mess. It. Up. Breathe, focus. Okay. *"The time is now exactly ten-to-nine, You may start - good luck."