Flips floppin, biceps glowin
Theres vibrance, vigilance
A sense of renewal,
There's a desire for commitment
An air of persual.
You go through the courage,
to bury yourself In fear,
And then you find the drive,
the dream helps you get clear.
It happens every year...
Inevitably
Spring is here.
Not a flop, or a b movie
This picture is gonna be big
'starring in this story, gonna be grovie.
Not some ghello ass, ole rig
This is it, man
I can tell you that I'm here
I'm present, ready
Absent of all fear.
It's not like before,
At least to me, evermore
Nothing ever really changes
Except the screen, your soul
Arranges.
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