Energy

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Im active, ready for anything. All I want to do is run. Run as fast as I can. Punch, hit, kick, tackle anything around me. Nothing can stop me. Maybe this chapter should be called "Uncontrollable Confidence." I am so consumed with the thought that I can do anything, anywhere, with anyone. No one can stop me. No one will stop me. I cant be stopped, wont be stopped. My legs vibrate like Im a underdeveloped Flash. My hands shake like I'm nervous as hell. I dont know whats happening. Mass amounts of multiple synchronized muscle spasms? Nah... I think I know what happened...
I met you.

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