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That feeling doesn’t come from an evil pill, Nor from a bottle of whisky. This high is supplied by determination, Winning the battle through end results. Fighting for my right to happiness, Climbing all the hills to reach my destination. Combating every obstacle to advance, Finally approaching the top of the mountain. The war wasn’t won easily, But willingness eventually prevailed.
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 4:46 AM UTC
High on Life
That feeling doesn’t come from an evil pill, Nor from a bottle of whisky. This high is supplied by determination, Winning the battle through end results. Fighting for my right to happiness, Climbing all the hills to reach my destination. Combating every obstacle to advance, Finally approaching the top of the mountain. The war wasn’t won easily, But willingness eventually prevailed.
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 4:46 AM UTC
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