shall i ruin the ending?
...because i didn't really understand.
repeat, rinse, and repeat, i fall from atop my feet.
into water, how that puddle was deep.
i stood in it up to my knees...
waving to a bus load of children smiling back at me.
is march waiting for me to lead the way?
shall i teach the trees to blossom?
...because i've always failed at that.
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