I always knew I was predestined for something great...
Something revolutionary...
Something groundbreaking...
Then we hit the ground and everything changed...
Everything I knew...
Everything I grew up with...
I was part of the generation who would change the world...
Back to the world from space...
Back to the world with passion...
But then there was so much that I did not expect...
There was so much I could not have ever anticipated...
Everything happened so fast...
The world had never stopped spinning...
I started to face my fears...
I led the rest as good as I could...
Some resisted...
Some died...
Some loved me...
Hard decisions had to be made...
Not everyone could be happy...
Not everyone could be fulfilled...
My heart has broken so many times...
My mind has been bent in so many ways...
I will lead on...
Pray on...
Fight on...
Survive on...
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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