You survive … no, thrive … scampering from shadows to shade, shimmering across scorched soil, ignoring what lies and lurks before you, replacing fears and pitfalls with truth and tenacity, imploring less reptilian ones to follow the flicker and flight of your iridescent scales.
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Autobiographical? BTW – I really like it.
Glad you like it, Jeff. I suppose it could have been. But I was viewing the reptile as a broader metaphor or champion for surviving the insanity of our national predicament.
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