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Feb 2019
No way to gauge status of winners
However there is progression
As long as steady pace is kept
Keep thinking past points where you should've slept
overthinking to the point you've wept
Wilting like a willow in an out of hand storm
Is it a norm for you to breakdown
Like collapsible chairs without a simple cup holder
Time slows for no human
Only stops in permanent fashion
Can you ration anything for pete's sake
Who the hell is pete
The guy has a legendary namesake
IcarusHatesSun
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IcarusHatesSun  27/M/Phoenix Arizona
(27/M/Phoenix Arizona)   
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