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...sold my confidence for weakness. I sold my ability of intimidation for the inability to stand out and I sold myself for what I wanted to life. I keep trying to play a game with a rule book for a different game in my pocket. I've selected a position for a team that have yet to win and have come to the decision that the technique I thought would have me succeed is completely wrong entirely for me. I should leap when I duck, I should swig when I swag and I should listen to my instinct, my heart, my soul and not the coach. It's a realization a long time coming that will take me to the prize, and if for some reason my strength does not bring me through, the aching muscles, scabs and bruises will be well appreciated for what they truly are. This is the time to take notice of the opportunity you have before you, what you hold within you none others possess and should be enjoyed by the only one who can enjoy it because it is yours. You are the only one who can. It's yours and yours alone.
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