It started with chalk, a dream, and the ground
Mind was on fire
Mind was on fire
Flooded with shapes
That always existed but were never there
Founders and sankofites
Connecting it all
I let them use me
Closer now
Ignored when I questioned the end
To the progress few have ever made
And now, with a chance at a way out
I have one more letter to write...
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