Wending my way out into the world
Faring far away from the ivory tower
Taking a trip from tower to field
Glorious greenness that gathered me in
Made from manure and muck spread thickly
Picked a new path that peril is on
Halting and hesitating but having no choice
Save to stride forward, strength on it gaining
I hope it will be enough
Don't forget: I'll be transferring fully over to Elliott RWI after the end of the year! Please follow me there!
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