Pencil #2 by Raymond A. Foss
Lead and wood Fused for a purpose Life changes In blackened ovals Shading, within the lines
Fear, struggle. Am I right? Waiting excruciating Triumph!!!
Because you believed Pushed and prodded I tried and hoped Reaching A brighter star Richer, fuller Life, not surviving Comfortable, smothered
Dreams delayed My path found again Under the bramble. Years wasted On a scripted path Others’ choices No longer mine Free to start anew.
- About taking the LSAT at 41.
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