be so well connected,
peas in a pod, guided in spirit of the hands,
hoisted in recklessly green clean.
A world above the real about the real, perfect analysis of it,
where the aura is magnified and purposeful,
and clouds are perfection of poise.
The SSC is who we are
the generation to save is who we be,
Saving the mess of sorrowful fortune we have this day.
-jared a muscat
this poem i wrote after a night with the ssc crew, whilst cleaning the kitchen with a friend, it was an amazing experience
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