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May 2020
my muscles are so tired
weaker by the second
with each step i feel heavier
as my bones leaden
i'm so so close
gotta crawl these last few feet
i've suffered too much
to accept defeat
even its the worst pain
ever known to man
i'll tear that finish line in half
with my two broken hands
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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     --- and Ben's Oldies
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