I was really there. It was real. That was me. Irreverent to authority but highly effective on the ground. Almost fearless. In the end, reckless, not tactical. Ready to come home. In a box if necessary. It was real. Time to let it go.

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My neighbors are the gray, wint'ring trees.

Smooth, wild-boundaried lake, fanned and dazzled by the air.

When there is less money, I put less in my stomach,

And thrive.

Nature puts her arms around me.

And I think of the prayers I'll say

In my last moments.

'Thank you, I am ready to go.'

(And fall, into your Depths. . .)