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I choose to forget
as I am abject and tempered
it was during those days I walked through
moment by moment
like particles of atrocities breaking apart 
beneath every step 
I chose to take
as now to forget
It doesn't vanquish or vanish or dwindle
in a destitute rhythm of my person
I walked then and never stopped
until I could turn and stand
straight with strength as a man
and be the confronter, the destroyer
marking death behind me
to disappear only when I choose
to forget
what I am 
nothing makes me but me
I choose who that is
self formed
immediate
and now
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