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In My Glory
I woke up after long years of waiting,
All their near misses and false starts,
Breath frenzied, hotly anticipating
All the dutifully rehearsed parts.
The more out of control the more in I felt,
My performance earning critical praise.
I was smiling inside as each hand was dealt,
Intoxicated, thrilled by their unyielding ways.
Each site and sound is tattooed on my mind,
Realization of a great destiny.
Pleasures abounded of a different kind,
Of paradise, of secret ecstasy.
If answers came easily they’d be yellowed with age,
But at long last I can say there’s writing on the page.
My body language told a different story.
How could they have known I was in my glory?
