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Chapter Seventy-One: "Wild Child" Redux

2/19/2020

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Roots upon the ground,
listen Wild Child,
the world isn't always sound,
sometimes it's mean,
sometimes it's wrong,
but you have much to be seen,
so stay up strong.

It isn't about surviving,
it's about being tough,
sure you can try and make it through the day,
fighting what comes what may...
but listen to your gut,
I wish I had done the same,
years ago,
instead now I rot.

I see you on those days and long nights,
it reminds me of innocence,
before the fright.

And I know that you are trying to understand,
maybe some days it's harder than keeping it from slipping through your fingers...
that sand.

I used to have friends just like you,
once upon a time,
before I let him push them away,
damn Blue.

But when you and Sassy Pants are there,
the world outside no longer seems unfair.

I am trying to do better now,
and sometimes it is hard,
when one of the others,
they are playing the part.

But until one day you move on to better things,
and hopefully go after what you need in life,
maybe the others will know that someone else fought their strife.

I think we run into each other because I'm supposed to give advice,
help guide you,
so you don't make a mistake,
like me rolling the dice.

If it means I've done one good thing in this world,
can I chalk it up to doing good?
For atonement amongst the many bad I've planted,
since the very beginning,
and maybe I won't take the others for granted.


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    I have come to realize that along the endearing journey most people call life, I’ve met (and still am currently meeting) countless numbers of women. However, as sad as this might sound, I haven’t exactly been the nicest guy to most, if not many of them.

    It is not because of my actions during the timeframe when I met them, but mostly it is because of the consequences.

    For every action there is an equal or worse reaction, and when it comes to the women in my life, this is often the case.

    I have always had my best intentions in mind, but something that is recurrent is that my emotions tend to cloud my judgement and tend to get in the way of things.

    So let me start at the beginning, recollecting memories, thoughts, and remembering dreams of what happened once, what happened next, and what will continue to happen after.

    ​Welcome to my recollection of true events, true people, but most of all, just the plain and simple God-honest, blunt and painful truth about my Chapters and I.

    Don’t expect a happy ending.
    ​
    This isn’t a fairy-tale.

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