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These are my people And these mats are our home. We connected through the passion Embedded in our bones. Everyday we’re here We’re renewed on our mats. Theres sweat, tears, and blood on our Gis, On our rash guards and spats. We strive to train hard And always remember This family we’ve created We’ll never surrender. -ARI
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
More Than a Hobby
there is scattered verse in tertiary reasoning i am a vocabulary of one my intensity is throttled into a meek surrendering of gentle fastidiousness surrounded by a momentary court that announces there's only you, your fingernails and the measured guidance of not accidentally choking blessed am i in the house of good council a concession stand of dried fruit i stand in the ether
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
tumbleweed purpose