He sees himself in each of them.
Dick is one part of him.
Jason is one part of him.
Tim is one part of him.
He sees fit to take in each of them.
He sees his laugher in each of them.
He sees his light in each of them.
He sees his sorrow in each of them.
He sees his pain in each of them.
He sees his redemption in each of them.
He sees his legacy in each of them.
He sees his new chance in each of them.
He sees his past in each of them.
He sees his new beginning.
Dick is himself redux.
Dick is familiar with the screams.
Dick is familiar with the blood.
Dick is familiar with loss.
Dick is not him.
Dick is not in shadows.
Dick is the second.
Dick is his light.
Dick is but one part.
Jason is his imperfections.
Jason is his impulsiveness.
Jason is his temper.
Jason is his fire and rage.
Jason is mourned.
Jason is loved.
Jason is the third.
Jason is his passion.
Jason is but one part.
Tim is his stability.
Tim is his intelligence.
Tim is his logic.
Tim is his reason.
Tim is his innocence.
Tim is normal.
Tim is grounded.
Tim is the fourth.
Tim is his quest.
Tim is but one part.
He sees a part of himself in each of them.
He sees they are his second, third, and fourth chances.
He sees them as a path he never walked.
He sees the part of himself that never could be.
He sees them as the son he never could be.
He sees them his childhood that never could be.
He sees them as his future:
The chance he never had,
The future that never could be.
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