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Our world is full of complexity that we face competitively. One thing we dread is the future in our head.   "Hush!" the powerful say, wanting us gone far away. Quietly we move on,
The air turns cold His goals remain bold He wants to be told He is great, in anything he does He looks back at how he was
  Soccer Player             Run down line             Bolt towards time             Give it all             Do not sprawl            
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