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how was your 2015 he asked

seized by a pensive mood

my reflexive response:

2015 was the year i got sick

was gifted with thousands

of dollars in unpaid rent

spent my days chasing the sun

making rich people richer

almost got deported

but 2015 was also the year

i scored my work visa

soaked up the puerto rican sun

attended my first friend wedding

got my passport to nirvana

all of which paved the path

to my life now

hard-fought, love-filled

and heavily meditated

a masterpiece in progress


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