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Submitted:Aug 18, 2010 Reads: 60 Comments: 3 Likes: 3
the world is a stage
out lives a complicated ballet
we jump and twirl
our routine changes each day
we dance to life music
we fall, sometimes don't stand
we move to a seasonal rhythm
our steps aren't always planned
this world is a stage
our lives a complicated ballet
we are all ballerinas
dancing our way through life
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