“Why am I not in bed, like everyone else, dead to the world?
Why do I do this, live with the constant pain, the suffering, the sacrifice?
Why?
Because I can.
Because pain tells me I’m awake. Reminds me I’m alive.
Who am I?
I am the wrecker of steel. I am the crusher of mediocrity. I am the face of destiny. I am Animal...”
Why do I do this, live with the constant pain, the suffering, the sacrifice?
Why?
Because I can.
Because pain tells me I’m awake. Reminds me I’m alive.
Who am I?
I am the wrecker of steel. I am the crusher of mediocrity. I am the face of destiny. I am Animal...”
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