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Envisioning From the backseat The brutal heat And burning concrete Beneath My bare feet These stringent standards set before me The goalposts are constantly changing The white knuckling I'm always doing Always moving, never choosing The deep, dark bruising
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
Bruiser
Envisioning From the backseat The brutal heat And burning concrete Beneath My bare feet These stringent standards set before me The goalposts are constantly changing The white knuckling I'm always doing Always moving, never choosing The deep, dark bruising
john-vd
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28/M/American
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
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