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I wasn’t great, but I was at least. And at that, I was something. Allowing you to have your fun making time for games, But ready when play is done To call you by New names. Hear me listen Touching feelings Watch me see, Leader kneeling.

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American

Published: Aug 7, 2010
LinesWords: 1246

Notes: This is one of the poems they’ll read at my memorial.
If they ever find it.

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