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everyday i wake, im thinking for Heavens sake.
can i get a day off or least a lunch break?
"not today" he answered. "just run a lil faster"
he is like my coach, but still my Master.
life is a marathon, not a race.
strive for endurance and keep a steady pace.
im not ashamed to say it, even though stress is on my knees.
Jesus, pass my tennis shoes please..

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IN THE END THE LAS WILL BE FIRST.


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