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Jonathan Ace

I have a list of people I want to be when I grow up

The Artist, The Writer, The Model, The Activist

Trouble Is

The Dreams I'm having

Are rewinds,

Not fast forwards

Of crosses that I once bore

Lamenting all the things I'm not

In times alone with my own thoughts

Until I wake

My only regret the mistakes I made

And the fact that the only one I'll ever be