Maybe. Some day. I’ll announce. I have nothing more to say.
That I’ve already said it all. So might as well. Clam up. And disappear. Into the
vast void. Maybe that’s what I should have done. Right from the start. Kept my
mouth shut. So that I’d have nothing to erase.
Perhaps that’s the course taken my most people. They’re never heard from. Just as
soon. Not be part of the vocal minority. Blending instead. Into the silent
majority. Yes. Imagine that. Sounds a bit too horrid. No longer being a
troublemaker. --Jim Broede
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