"I Like To Move It"

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(My ideas on what to put for songs has just gone downhill)





  I sat there and, just, looked at myself. The wires, the vines, my arm, everything.

  "..."

  I would've asked myself how, or why, but both of those roads lead back to that. So I kept staring, and staring, and staring.






































  "Okay, that's enough. Just focus on moving." I thought to myself. 

  Using my good arm, I pushed myself into a sitting position. It took longer than I would've liked, but what can you do when-

  "Nope. Not gonna think about that." I thought to myself, trying to get back on track.

  "Okay, I need to stand myself up."

  "...Somehow…".

  I placed my hand on the floor, and pushed my body up. Shakily, I pushed myself into a standing position.

  My legs creaked as I stood, which was worrying. I thought that my legs would end up giving out, but they held up. I was finally able to stand.



  “Alright then, now let’s see where I am.”

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