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I know what you're thinking- Not the echidna. I see them- massive structures of meat and bone clenched intent on destruction
I think I learned what awesome is When I realized my karate teacher Was barely five feet tall All of my eleven years stood before her And I still had to look down
Stand up and fight, Shy little girl, Meek as a rabbit – Taunted, tortured, and tormented By their words. Stand up and fight, Glass doll, Pile of shattered shards with
Listen to me, oh Muse, and help me tell the story Of the young man with great determination. The one who worked for years on a single goal To turn his belt the darkest of all colors.