My life is finished

i go outside

play around and i dont get tired.

i fight with my fist,

and i get hurt but there is no pain.

I build a house,

and i dont sweat 

i feel nothing.

i see my city grow 

as well as the family i created.

i go to school and i excelle

i am captain of the soccer team,

even play against other teams,

around the world.

i have achieved so much.

now i must turn off my accomplisments.

and face the real world.

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