There was a lot left of me,
but for all the right reasons,
the kind that belonged to me,
the kind that meant something more to me,
that were mine,
and no one else's,
and I had a lot to say,
and a lot to learn,
and a lot to listen for,
and the chance to stop apologizing out of habit,
and only when it meant something,
to me,
and everyone else,
and I knew I was getting it right this time,
I was a little late,
but not so late that you could call it never
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