Summer Soul Searching Part 1: Trying Again... and Again... and Again...
It could've been me
Standing there strong and free
From the shackles of anxiety
It could have been me
If not for the bend in my knee
Brought down by the self-made weight of worry
I could have been me
Existing entirely in and of me
Looking inward at me
Looking inward for a change
Looking to expand upon my range
It could have been
But it wasn't him
It wasn't the man who stands here this day
Instead...
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