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i lay in bed
the world felt dim
a battle fought
on every limb
but one
arm moved
a spark a start
a bicep curl
a beating heart

they said just try
it might take years
i scoffed then trained
through doubts and tears
with runescape
clicks and quiet strain
i found a rhythm in the pain

minutes passed
then hours grew
muscles tickled
cheeks turned blue
thirteen kilos
shed in flight
from 126 to 113
what a sight

game and grind a clever pair
clicking while i trained with care
rest and reps a mental fight
each set a step toward the light

anxiety came
then dipped away
with fruit and sweat
i faced the day
creatine dreams
and yoghurt bites
i punched
the air through
sleepless nights

logs of time
each day a test
some days strong
some days rest
from salty tears
to chipfilled glee
i trained my soul
to set it free

so here i stand
not quite whole
but stronger now
in heart and soul
a journey long with
dips and strain
but every rep has
eased the pain