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Push It


Go at an easy pace Take it real slow. Will you end at the top? Absolutely No! I don't want to do it. I'm not in the mood. I'll wait here. It's just easier to brood. The mood never came. Things pass me by. I would rather be mad and angry. Just blame the other guy. I choose to do that. It's an easy way to be. Actually it's not. That's not really me. It's hard to be easy I'm fighting the flow I realize that now So up from here I go. I will push myself. Take it to the top. It's going to hurt But I'm not going to stop Pretty soon it won't hurt anymore It's a natural way to be Everyone is happier. Especially me!
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