Constricted by the hour,
Elevated by my power!
Day after day, moon after moon,
I can only wait for so much to soon,
When will it all begin?
My race that I know I can win,
But what will I do when I do the night pray,
And you recollect what I did in early May,
Will I have face?
To accept your distaste
Only time will tell,
As you see my elementary yell…
by Shane Johnson
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