Thrist
Sometimes I feel like giving up especially when my best isn’t good enough. Why do I keep trying? I guess it’s the fire inside of me that keeps burning. Don’t worry you can’t put it out. I am the greatest beyond reasonable doubt. I wake up thinking about it. Never ever doubt it. I am the I am in I am. My elevation is beyond your motivation for the thirst of it. I am on the edge trying to run from it. Are you wondering what it is; take a guess. Now run from it.
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