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what i can do


don't talk to me about what i can't do

because i know what i can and that's everything

"the sky is the limit" they say 

what they should say is

"i am your limit

 

they gave me tools of immeasurable power

without even knowing it

 

they gave me a mind and they gave me words

they gave me language

they gave me the concepts i needed to realize

they're holding me back

 

"you can't do that"

"you'll never make it"

"you're just a kid"

they say these things and in the same breath announce they want the best for me

 

as if my dreams are nothing more than paper mache 

and my ideas are cardboard houses

easily burned and whisked away by the wind

 

but they don't know

that i can do

anything

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I'm not terrifically big or small. I'm not exactly normal. I like Star Trek, pets, and the number five. I have a cow named gabe.

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