2.12.09


I know I'mma make it out in the end because what I got with me right now is solid.
I'm surrounded on all sides by my home. I'm given nothing less than light.
It strikes me now as how fortunate I am to be where I stand today.
I never thought it could be like this.
How did I ever get so damn lucky as to find it all?

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