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with an endless, unbounded amount of miles to go
before i can say i’ve seen it all, or even
a little bit of what i want to see, i
can say, truthfully, my life has gone some
sort of way; not sure, still not sure, if i’m
exactly where i want to be, if by floating point
or random assignment. can’t say i care, either.

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