Hidden Lights
Conformity
Is Little Solace
When You Lose
Your Place
In The:
Life
Form
Race.
***
When Your Checkered
Past Is
Waving
Back...
'Tis How You May Know:
You've Completed
The Track.
-Gray Squirrel
06-30-2025
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