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In the end, will it all be a bunch of nothing? No one’s anything? That seemed unfathomable and certainly I still qualify for that mindset, right? That I could spend a lifetime ticking away at some important tasks, some change-bigger than me, driving me, whipping me, saving me. Making me …lost? Tossed in the bin of goodbye forever, thanks for playing! No one will ever know what I had to say? Was it always going to be that way? I hope not. Because I couldn’t stop and it felt like it wanted it that way. Who am I? What is it?

I’m trying to hang on, trying to get someone to hear, to care. For I, all the while would do anything for a smile. Don’t want the world to suffer. There are so many where-sorrow is the savior faire. Don’t lose my records, I really care.

1.17.23 Thedoris Poleimis