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You need the low angle for the camera to zoom in on my frame: I can scale the skies, jump down cars, beat the baddies and romance girls by age by half: I'm the hero. I defy everything. Age included. Look up close, there are no wrinkles; Muscles, better than gymbuffs'; Hair, not a strand grey, and skin, as elastic as young. Yet I've been around for a good quarter of the lives of you the commonfolk . There is no start or middle here: I know no crises, I know no end. Touch the screen, feel the sparkle! I'm the polestar of the ordinary life, I defy everything. Life included. In the secret chamber of my private existence, I sometimes peep out of the looking glass, but the glimpse you saw of my eye blown up, is all you can catch of the tears that line their tips.
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Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 1:52 PM UTC
The looking glass
You need the low angle for the camera to zoom in on my frame: I can scale the skies, jump down cars, beat the baddies and romance girls by age by half: I'm the hero. I defy everything. Age included. Look up close, there are no wrinkles; Muscles, better than gymbuffs'; Hair, not a strand grey, and skin, as elastic as young. Yet I've been around for a good quarter of the lives of you the commonfolk . There is no start or middle here: I know no crises, I know no end. Touch the screen, feel the sparkle! I'm the polestar of the ordinary life, I defy everything. Life included. In the secret chamber of my private existence, I sometimes peep out of the looking glass, but the glimpse you saw of my eye blown up, is all you can catch of the tears that line their tips.
An inside-out look at the life of the superstar!
prabhu-iyer
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Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 1:52 PM UTC
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