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Nov 2016
I must keep moving.
Head down , legs pushing.
Head up, stand tall.
Ignited is my soul.
I want to yell, to let it all out.
Every muscle tightens.
Head down, KEEP GOING.
If you want it so **** bad , go and get it.
Eyes finally awake from a three year slumber.
Head up, it's OKAY to fall.
It's okay to get hit.
It'll hurt now , but maybe not tomorrow , or next week.
Head down , GET OFF THE **** GROUND.
Unless you like the view from down there , but who the hell would ?!
It doesn't have to be right away.
Head up, don't fall back.
You were meant to fly.
So why're you sitting, stuck on the runway.
Robert Levandowski
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Robert Levandowski  Minnesota / The Moon
(Minnesota / The Moon)   
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