Huff and puff,
I don't know if I'm that though.
I can't hold on much longer,
I thought I was much stronger.
I'm just holding on,
it's tearing me,
I'm feeling the usual,
god damn lethargy.
Up hill,
it's my choice,
but against my will.
I'm going up hill.
Energy lost,
I'm still waiting,
right now the idea of going down hill is so infatuating.
The heat is getting to me,
I'm going against gravity,
success is more difficult that failure,
that's the unfortunate truth,
that's what people told me.
I fought,
quite a lot,
I went up hill,
still, against my will,
but, that was what was to be done,
in a way it was fun,
I reached my destination,
now I'm going down hill,
the thing on which I had infatuation.
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