I’m grateful for being great. For numbers and the grace to mark time. For the art off crime. I’m grateful for colour and the beauty of boundaries; for boundless spaces and endless races; for daydreaming and seeing visions come to life like rainbows springing forth from dry earth. I’m grateful for brothers who – in their last breaths – have stood as totems of truth; for sacrifice and how it is that the ends are always beautiful in their own time. I’m grateful for ambition and the mission that reaches the soul with passion. I’m grateful for ravaging love: the force that keeps my eyes awake. I’m grateful for great things and little things and things which start greatly and end. Every thing that begins must end… I’m grateful for that too.
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