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THE SACRIFICES THAT YOU MAKE/ WILL HURT AND EXHAUST YOU CAN'T DENY/ BUT IN THIS RUNNING FIGHTING STATE YOU DONT FEEL YOU DONT CARE YOU DONT CRY/// FOR EVERY DAY YOU CLIMB OUT OF YOUR BED/ WITH ACHING MUSCLES AND WORRY/ YOU FORGET WHAT ALL THOSE DOUBTERS SAID/AND CONTINUE REACHING FOR GLORY///         SOMETIMES YOU ARE YOUR GREATEST ENEMY/AND YOU PUSH AND YOU SCREAM/ BUT YOUR HEART KNOWS WHERE YOU WANT TO BE/ AND YOU JUMP UP AMD FOLLOW YOUR DREAM (PETRA HALLER)