One month, give or take a day
Since I last heard from you
And not a day has gone by without you in my thoughts
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I work
Curiousity hasn't killed me yet
But give it time
The person I aspire to be
Provides for his own,
Repays his debts, takes the weight
Pays respect
Speaks with his actions and
Listens with his soul
The next month I live
Starting with the next day
I'll work harder toward being him
And wonder less if I CAN be.
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