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1/28/15 Water and land snakes Public and secret handshakes Eventually will the dam break? Lost amid all this black space While moving at a fast pace As if it was some kind of cash race Where you would not want to wind up in last place Even though I was half-baked And able to crash safe While on the verge of being able to crack the case There under my feet sat a trace Underneath this glass vase Somewhere past eight Beside a brass gate It was going to be one of the reasons for being that great One step forward and two strides back makes An opportunity to understand what getting on track takes By: Dalton Ogletree