The James Bond Effect
The James Bond Effect
Walk only at your pace; or you fall.
Aha, yes.
Bite only what your mouth can contain; or you puke.
Eh...ehn, yes.
Carry only what your legs can endure; or you crash.
Wao, wao, yes,
Your heart can be tender if you don’t overload with dirt;
Or you become terrible.
Oh, yes.
Unwise you become.
Anyone that runs past the wind,
Sprinting with the unknown spirit .
It is either you past your calling,
Or the strength of the spirit overwhelmed.
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