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Another journey.

Much alone in an expedition needed to finish.

Time is short.

But I must keep running.

Look back.

It's still there.

You're still not far away.

I should go.

Whether it is your face or my pride,

I conquer.

Tilting against the storms.

Or shouting for the scream of thunder.

Please.

It's your pain.

Not getting over it.

For tomorrow's sorrow,

or today's contention.

Michael Barcas

Some say he’s half man half fish, others say he’s more of a seventy/thirty split. Either way he’s a fishy bastard.