Isn't it...
Isnt this epic how it all came along?
You wait last minute, and make it up like a silly song
The words, the beat ,and that goofy little squeeeek.
The awesomeness you discoved within
How your mind is a present, just waiting to be opened.
You thought to your self where was I before?
And why didnt I find this sooner?
Anyone
Willing
Enough
Should
Outreach to
More
Extraordinary options .
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