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Concrete blocks stand in the way now&I'm not sure which way to go.This brand of difficulty like a bug in the bathtub anxiety attempts to strip me of careful careless comfortable composure.Yeah,itsa bell ringer as if I was a singer suffering singing seizure.I'm no superman.I have tongue-tying mind-tickling teasers& unforeseen taxes,laxes&vexes threatening dream foreclosure in my world.