{"sf1_id":2153329,"sf2_id":"znJX7B7e","title":"…first…","author":"Jiblits","words":129,"posted_at":"2024-07-12T10:32:54.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2153329-first","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/znJX7B7e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/3e/0b/3e0bf625-2d78-4cfd-974c-e60b7fbf1104","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"Beginning to end, our story is in a hurry\n\nWriting on the walls, the buildings about to fall\n\nA blind man could see someone should make that tough call\n\nI did, without hesitation\u0026nbsp;\n\nLetting out the loud voice to each frustration\u0026nbsp;\n\nBe it hard to swallow\n\nI let loose the moments that left me hallow\n\nNow, I stand, shaken, with less than I ever had\n\nHonestly, the physical compared to the mental, isn’t so bad\n\nI smile honest these days\n\nI’m truly happy, now lost is my old ways\n\nThe door fell, that hid my bad choices\n\nIt’s quieter now, my inner voice\n\nNot many reasons to complain anymore\n\nEverything seems less, yet, somehow more\n\nOn a path long overgrown\n\nHave to say, I like what I’ve been shown"}