The Speech

May 19, 2009
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Blink. Blink. Blink. Blink. The crowd looked, but I didn’t look back. The podium was the only thing holding me up now. It wobbled, “What’s wrong with this thing?”
It’s me.
I spoke, too loud; again, too quiet.
The lights found me, I wasn’t ready, everything comes too soon. Done. Another day at the office.

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