Let me grant to take a leave, Let me in future tell the truth; Let me try to discover myself more, Let me force to keep you away; Let me expect more only from myself, Let me leave now for revival again!
There is a fire starting in my calves my glutes are cursing me my lungs are churning tar my body is old and rustic like the coal engines aaah why did I not think of this before I started rolling on the steep... steps of the mountain... rolling on the steep..
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