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I’m the one that tells you not to let go.

You never know when you’ll need that thing that blocks your flow.

You can’t imagine what life would be like if you didn’t have that.

And if you lose it, your life would be over, do you have to ask?

I’m the one that keeps your grip strong.

Your fingers wrap around what, to you, belongs.

Your mind wraps around and squeezes like a catchy song,

and your heart can’t let go, so it can’t be wrong.

Just gather up your stuff, you can take it with you.

I’m the one that keeps your fists tight, that’s your one clue!

Who am I?

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