Eventual

Intronaut

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It started with chalk, a dream, and the ground
Mind was on fire

Flooded with shapes
That always existed but were never there

Founders and sankofites
Connecting it all
I let them use me

Closer now

Ignored when I questioned the end
To the progress few have ever made

And now, with a chance at a way out
I have one more letter to write...