So punk rawk

Between the rosé and
the cheese plate,
I figured it all out.
Or actually,
I figured out absolutely
nothing, and that was
everything.

I left what I knew
about myself
and decided to
remember the old parts.
The parts that lived
in the breath and blood.

Giving me controlled
life along the way,
until I surrendered.

Finally \\ It’s time \\ I am focused.

Ready to be seen.
Differently.
This is an anthem
you’ll want to
scream along to.

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