Outside you're free and can manuver humbley like a bee, swiftley so high come with me you shall see but behind these frozen thick walls there's so much comotion and emotion thoughts get hectic
it tries to play tricks to get you to fall don't follow it's lead travel miles through waters it's mind over matter, to win this battle, play the game hard and what ever you do dont ever fall back down that ladder. Once you've hit the top and crossed finish, pause, take another precious minute of your day and take a look in the mirror, gaze clear, and pray. Evaluate who you've become and thank god for helping you this far to stand so tall and walk so proud on this very day.
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