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About This Poem
The Struggle
I seem to have lost my
motivation,
my desire to lose this weight.
What I need is some
inspiration,
something that will make me
feel great.
Inside this shell, there's a
skinny man,
just waiting to break free.
I need to unleash my inner
Tarzan,
and swing from tree to tree.
A battle of wits that I have
within,
I must regain self control.
I must be comfortable in my
own skin,
find the strength in the depths
of my soul.
With that, temptation, I cast
you aside,
for the lazy man, there's no
place to hide.
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