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My Gym


My Gym

a place I call home

I can't do without

working out

sweating

feeling the burn

loving every minute

pushing myself

further and further

like I'm going to drop

feel the burn

loving every minute

lifting weights

big and small

pushing the limits

muscles are fatigue

feeling the burn

loving every minute

reaching my goals

stress level low

confident about myself

my favorite place

a place I call home

I can't do without

My Gym

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