Scary Yet

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Life is a sweeping dance;

Intricate and winding at a glance,
It's a monumental masquerade ball:
We dance a prance, twirl a swirl, try to find a call worth it all;
You'll find yours yet, I'd make a bet,
Don't be afraid to look past the horizon: It may be scary yet,
Your as mighty as Thor, down to your core,
When you see those falling tears, don't forget to look further once again;
To the person holding up your feet, someone to always, to help defeat what drags your feet.

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