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Apr 2014
I think I'm ready to go, I've left it all behind.
The past has been so slow, I've got a faster pace in mind.

I'm ready to go, get my out of my mind.

Here we are again, the crossroads to the laughter.
Toss myself to the wind, stick the landing after.

I'm ready to go, get me out.

The hundredth cannon fires, with a tiny thunderous roar.
The balance of my desires shines in brown open door.

I'm ready to go.

Let the chills wash over me, now its time find the new.
The tingle finally sets me free, almost as if you knew.

I'm ready.
Nathaniel Brenner
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Nathaniel Brenner  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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