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Thank You!


Thought of them like any other things you gave me.

Appraised them like any other things you bought me.

Riding bicycle wasn’t quite enough,

Even sitting on hot concrete was comfortable.

2 miles, 3 miles, 4 miles…

Distance increased every week.

Red Bull wasn’t the one, it was them!

It was them, who gave me stamina, boost and motivation;

Strength to keep going.

Thanks, mom!

For the green and white basketball shorts.

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