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Writing
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About Me"I’m a tenor in the choir but I sing a different song
Of how the wheres and whys of now all prove I don’t belong But I’m staying I've planted seeds and plan to watch them grow I've watered all my wishes dreams fulfilled more seeds to sow And I promise to learn to love the way I've learned to fear To unknot all the inhibitions tangled in my hair To let my ego mound in piles around the barber chair And make a graceful exit from my vexed troubled years I've decided I've been invited to my own resort Where knights can leave their armor neatly piled by the door And every woman, child, and man will gather by the shore and study how sea lions swim in cursive." --Sage Francis, Sea Lions Comments
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