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Till I Collapse


It takes back-breaking, bone-cracking, brow beating, hard-work since birth, to take on the future & to be known by the Earth. I know that everyone isn’t willing to go through that. That’s why so many people live under rich fat cats. Some people say money isn’t everything and I agree. And nothing in life is free. Most people have aspirations to be on top but there are factors that play a role. Race, religion, background, and ethnicity always give people more than leverage, it’s a hold. In youth, everything is taken for granted and it isn’t until we become adolescents when know what we lost. Every kid wishes they were older so that they could do things without the restrictions of age despite the cost. If there is something that a kid never loses it’s the ability to dream. And that ability can last all the way to moment when you hang on your life’s last seam. If I want my life to be as grand as it can be. I have to work till I collapse. Goodbye lazy me, It is now time for me to sprint all the way through my scholastic laps.
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