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Oct 2013
I'm a success
i fall on my head
every day
i feel like
no one wants me to win
some days
it feels good
and i know i'm okay
and then others
i'm like
**** this ****
no way
but i still
go through it
doggy paddling through the current
so i can hit a quiet stream
and float
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