Last year I couldn't write.
Last year I couldn't type.
My hopes were down,
and with an agitated frown,
I failed to make things light.
This year I think is better.
This year is much more fun
I've made myself a go-getter.
But I still need more time in the sun.
Strength comes in many forms, each requiring their own faction of pain.
But the muscles can learn to work together, Letting their strengths fill others' strain.
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