[Spoken Word]

When I first placed my hands on these diaries
Scraps of paper, there were notes and scribbles
and all kinds of s___ A lot of feelings came
bubbling up, but mostly this one--

How the hell am I still alive? That's what I think
every day.

But more on that later. After all, this is just
the intermission.

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