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Dear Nike, No better felling then when I get that new shoe smell Fresher than a spring breeze Like a wizard making a new spell I reach out and grab my Nikes Pull them on my feet They are Comfy as a the softest cloud Smooth as the purest silk Magnificent as a majestic eagle spreading its wings to fly off into a deep red sunset They make me feel relaxed as  sitting in the shade on a warm summer day When I wear you I feel as strong as the Rock lifting a thousand pounds faster than Usain Bolt shattering a world record and hearing fans cream his name All the pressure off It's just my Nikes and I I'm a blur with my nikes Fast as a cheetah sprinting after a desperately bounding antelope Can't even see me People try to keep up All they do is trip up When they glance up from the cold hard ground thick mud covering their face All they see are my beautiful piercing green Nikes Running down the court Legs pumping Muscles flexing So much sweat pouring off my face its like a raging river I taste the sourness of salt in my mouth Next thing you know It's all over The buzzer roars Everyones jumps on their feet All eyes locked on the ball flying through the air Fans screaming like angry banshees so loud it could make you deaf Swoosh And it's all over There's a reason Nike means victory It's because no one can even compete Before the battle is started they've already been beat People who don't wear them Just haven't realized that the shoes they wear are inferior Do their shoes give them the power to jump one thousand feet Sprint at the speed of light Make exery shot they take No On the torn up field On the scuffed up court It doesn't matter When I wear my Nikes They make me fly Around the world Through white wispy clouds surrounded by beautiful baby blue sky Across the endless oceans full of green and turquoise churning water and silver jumping fish Through fields full of long dark green grass Feeling the wind blow through my face like an angry hurricane Its like I'm in the flashing streets Hong kong Nike shoe game is just too strong Love, Zach
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Apr 3, 2014
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#love#life#hate#jealous#satisfaction#china#nike#toostrong#toogood#unstoppable#baller
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