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Endings Are New Beginnings

*Record Scratch*


*Freeze Frame*


I’m sure you’re wondering how I got here…


It all began many trips around the sun ago…


When Championships were a plenty…


And fear was lost in the void…


I knew not where I was going…


Though I had an idea…


I dreamt of pigskin throwing…


But the team quality was IKEA…


Losing faith wasn’t by spiritual will…


I could no longer sacrifice myself…


For a team who never will…


Onward and Upward to a new trajectory…


Then depression took over like it infected me…


Caught between the reality of what I felt and the person I wanted to be…


I realized my trajectory was to be a P.I.M.P…


Play the game or leave it alone…


Unfortunately, my heart is already gone.


My Art is My Home.

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