ya wanna know how hard it iz

.

                                               very hard

                                       it's the sump think
                                              mine can't
                                                 explain

                                                the tear
                                            fromg mine
                                                 all ten
                                       locked tight these 
                                                  keys
                                    whilst mine non-stop
                                                  brain
                                                speeds







*'speed' in the stead uv 'races' to distinguish mine brain's
  move..az in...not racing thoughts ;)
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