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I, The Striver

Do you feel that?
The Earth shaking,
From the pounding of my heart.
Like a guitar,
Laying out a steady chord during a breakdown.
Kicked to the ground,
I'll fight my way back to the top.
Drawn real close,
Too be thrown out into the cold.
I have no problem standing alone.

A replacement.
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