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Middle Weight
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IP:
Stormy weather...my thoughts, "To stay back or proceed"...
Thinking which specific move...that my teammates would need...
I gaze across the board, My deepest fears I yield...
As I see that my life will be decided by this checkered battlefield
It's scary...I feel like...my hope is empty...
Before me, stand forth my long-time enemies
Around me, are dark clouds, but the lighters ones...i see'um...
it shows that each step...is a step towards freedom
Now it's my turn to move, sweat drippin' down my face
As I quietly decide which place to fill space
But suddenly...my fears are gone, with the one thing I saw...
I knew that I would be fine...I felt a touch from God...
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