Ever forward...

Ever forward...

The pieces aren’t just falling into place —
they’re clicking, locking, aligning.
Not by chance, not by luck,
but by persistence, by time, by choice.

I feel it now, for real.
No rush, no frenzy — just forward.
Calm on the surface, fire underneath.
And I’ll stay the course.

No choice.  No desire to have a choice on this.  

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