@ItsIroh_
In shadows cast by fleeting time, My friends' physiques, a distant chime. His forms a peak I'll never climb, In the abyss, my dad bod's prime.
I stand in awe besides my friends,
Whose physiques are tales of strength & grace,
We’re on a journey,
Though their pace may quicken,
And their steps may lead them far,
I find joy in the rhythm I've stricken,
As I follow, beneath the same star