I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand ending unplanned
I break tradition, sometimes my tries are outside the lines
My Spanish isn't good enough
We've been conditioned to make mistakes, but I cant live that way
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards
What good are eyes that fail one in a garden
What good are the ears that only hear songs of static
We have not to raise up from among them
-Stephanie Dorsey
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