I am here. 
I will be here for at least two years. 
I must be. 
I will be. 
My purpose is to be. 
Not to impress. 
Not to compare. 
But to find the place. 
Oh, the elusive place - - 
That always seems just out of reach. 
Where I am content. 
I have to displace myself. 
Mind you, not change myself. 
Maybe change will go hand in hand, 
But that can't be my goal. 
I must displace myself to grow. 
I must make art. 
However, I cannot brag, justify, belittle, or stop. 
These are the rules. 
I charge you this: 
Live.
 And for God's sake - -
Live boldly. 
I charge myself with this. 
I have to do this as well.
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