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Superman

by TadaAsatoorian08

February 7, 2014

First Impression

Born poor,

body crippled.

Mind perfectly hidden from the world.

If I was Superman

I would be selfish

I would walk with my shirt off

I would always be a winner.

First Impression

Born poor,

body crippled.

Mind perfectly hidden from the world.

If I was Superman

I would change myself.

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oblivious_15Feb 18, 2014

<p>It's like a balancing act</p><p>Never knowing the fake from fact</p><p>Unless it's the same</p><p>Life is just a game</p><p>Your mind is the piece</p><p>Just a body with lease</p><p>Someday the ways will fly</p><p>Crippled bodies will touch the sky</p>

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