Fitzgerald's Mind
To roam freely forward into the sunset
was not my "happily ever after."
To solemnly splendor in my frivioulous
thoughts was not to be my nirvana.
Fate and for feed upon my jubilance.
Abandoning my presence to the abyss of despair.
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