Running on a promise, a warning, a threat, a gift, and a tested power. A very great power. If it is not taken away.
So near, yet so far.
Three years, and eight months. Will the caldera blow? Or something else? Two years. Will full retirement have to wait until then? Eleven months. Or then? Or will it be less time?
After all, what is left?
But self-imposed obligations that seem to be only an inconvenience.
Still. . .I wait.
Choose the battles wisely.
Heh-heh-heh. Or choose not to fight, for there is no need.
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