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They tell me I can do anything. Looking down the throat of a challenge. Hanging on to the coat tails of life by the fringe, above a fire that is trying to singe... ...Who I am My Identity Targeted by a self created entity. To bring me down... ...Below my potential to see what is essential through consequential actions. I AM A MAN! no matter my wingspan... I CANNOT FLY! And those childhood encouragements are a lie. But through accomplishing what I am capable I find that my boundaries are escapable. I'm not shooting for the stars, or looting and ending up behind bars, but I am me, myself, doing what I can so I'm not rotting on a shelf.
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Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 6:17 PM UTC
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They tell me I can do anything. Looking down the throat of a challenge. Hanging on to the coat tails of life by the fringe, above a fire that is trying to singe... ...Who I am My Identity Targeted by a self created entity. To bring me down... ...Below my potential to see what is essential through consequential actions. I AM A MAN! no matter my wingspan... I CANNOT FLY! And those childhood encouragements are a lie. But through accomplishing what I am capable I find that my boundaries are escapable. I'm not shooting for the stars, or looting and ending up behind bars, but I am me, myself, doing what I can so I'm not rotting on a shelf.
zachary-usie
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Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 6:17 PM UTC
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