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Apr 2022
This is my penance
I cannot fulfill the dream
It is impossible to walk a path that leaves me glowing
As I’ve hesitated for far too long
So I drag myself along the permanent way
And slither down into suburban chasms
Grow angry, then bitter, then die of indifference
But the face finally softens as the burden is let go
And I entertain the thought that I could’ve done something more
And that my castles in the sky only needed scaffolding
Tommy
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