What do
I care about odds?
The
skin of my teeth is tougher than husks
Of
raisins scorched by summer's sun.
I set
my focus on my locus
That's
what decides my status
So,
what do I care about 'em odds.
I'm an
ant the size of an elephant,
Agents
of change bend to my command,
What
d'you think are the odds against me, then?
Eneh
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