Recovery
my eyes are wet
and why is that
where're you at
things that i had
i'm like a rat
chasing a cat
know i can't get
but want it too bad
i used to be sad
i used to be mad
but now i am glad
and never regret
i wipe off my sweat
and aim for the net
i'm not done yet
i'll make it i bet
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