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It starts with one.
When are we ever done?
It was just to have fun,
Look at what it's become!
The allure, the fame
The prospect of your name
Being held in with the game;
Hoping it not to be in vain.
I cannot give it a rest
When one strives for the best
What was once just a nest
Is being built to pass the test.
"One Hundred" they roar
And yet they ask for more.
At this, you must not abhor
Lest they show you the door.
Will you stand the test of time?
Or will you lurk in the grime?
Now is your time to shine!
Or in sorrow, you will dine.
Right now, make reality bend!
Show them what you will send.
Shine on, my dear friend.
And hope we meet again.

Description
It starts with one.
When are we ever done?
It was just to have fun,
Look at what it's become!
The allure, the fame
The prospect of your name
Being held in with the game;
Hoping it not to be in vain.
I cannot give it a rest
When one strives for the best
What was once just a nest
Is being built to pass the test.
"One Hundred" they roar
And yet they ask for more.
At this, you must not abhor
Lest they show you the door.
Will you stand the test of time?
Or will you lurk in the grime?
Now is your time to shine!
Or in sorrow, you will dine.
Right now, make reality bend!
Show them what you will send.
Shine on, my dear friend.
And hope we meet again.