Locked inside, this prison scary, wracked with filth and vermin wary, knew I heard him sneaking right outside my gated door.

I snatched my hand out quickly, just as I had tried before. This time!

I caught him creeping, hoping he could finally sleeping.

Oh, I gave him such a beating as he never had before!

And when he cried for mercy, I just beat him all the more.

Thus, I never saw the letter.

He had slid

beside my door.

So the chance

to walk in freedom

was the chance that I

foreswore.

Now trapped inside

this jail is where all rocks.

Forever more.

You're listening to Spout.

Stay tuned. Day 2 Okay, so, it hasn't even happened yet, but I'm already tripping.

Been sit with my baby girl recently as she prepares her applications to colleges.

We even visited a few places.

Looked at dorms, meal plans, student-faculty ratios, and soon she's going to pick a school

and will load up a car and take her to live somewhere else. I'll meet her new roommate,

help her put stuff on the wall, make some dad jokes, and as I turn away from her, I will try my very best not to weep.

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