rusts and collects dust
draining your heart
from the inside out.
Left alone, to clutter
up an otherwise
content existence-
so twirl and skip
jump and flip
and run along-
not to worry
about getting it wrong.
You'll get there
if you don't ignore
the voice inside
that wants you to soar.
you're almost there
Keep it up-
fill your life
instead of letting
it slip away,
every tomorrow
is one less day.
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