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With the Well-Worn Tools of My Youth

All my tomorrows were born

when I first saw your face

In that moment

I surrendered all I was

and with the well-worn tools of my youth

I began to build the man you deserve

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mark-grover
Published
Oct 29, 2025
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For Kristin

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