My Time And Place Is Now


Sitting here alone, just after the rains cleared, my mind bounces back to a seemingly familiar time and place. One before the heartaches and the backaches both settled comfortably in.
Youthful verve, undisciplined spirit, boorish talent. Together, these fragments of self tested the limits of unruly precedents that carried the day and often seduced the night.
But as with any zoetic undertaking, indiscretion soon gave way to torment, and torment itself eventually yielded to acquiescence


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