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Dec 2012
Lying in a
                  Hole.
         Running through
                         Burning hoops.
Not sure what to do
        But I've got to be
              Quick.

Faster
           Stronger
                          More versatile
           Than the rest.

                      A chameleon
With the strength
         Of a lion
And the speed
          Of a jet.

I've got to make myself
        Inhuman
                        To feel
      Up to this test.

But building up
        Only gets you so far.

                After you hit that beautiful plateau
                          You're gonna find yourself on the floor.
some anxieties concerned with growing up.
John
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John  28/M/New York
(28/M/New York)   
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