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Trudge through the mud and the rain. No rest for the weary No rest from the pain Lights and the shadows play tricks on my brain And my heart is strained against a Thick rusted chain.
"As I arose from such an immersed slumber. (I was knocked the fuck out) My eyes were grappled with an abundance of ravishing sunlight (the sun was shining bright as hell in my window)
I can't live without the grind The driving force to succeed To be the best You have to grind Schoolwork and sports Always on the grind I'd be nowhere without it Going off to colleege soon?
Its that time again, back to the grind. Its the era of work, nothing left to unwind
Every Child Has A Dream, Wheter It's Playing Football, Or Making The Basketball Team.
You do not need to be fast. You do not have to finish the 5k you registered for the morning of, vulnerable. To be a runner, just start. Let the cheetah of your legs move you
Some say you must hate to lose, more than you love to win.