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I am who I think I am


Here I stand, here I go

Action unfolds every single day

Surely it is great, so

Which way should I go?

With treasure and happiness barely felt

Yet my next verse is the worst

Mountains crumble, ice can melt

I cannot wait, I cannot fall first

Herein lies the second hurdle

People fight to drag us down

That I cannot survive while blood-curdled

While others fight to never drown

Each step I take helps me grow

I am as good as I can be, that I know

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