As I walk upon the stage,
I feel as though I am the only one,
cold and nervous like the beach at night,
sometimes the heart is static,
it beats one at a time, only slowly,
almost as if it does not want to,
when will it go? the thorns,
I put my strength to reach out the above,
gradually, hoping to seek for the better,
praying not to fall as i reach,
being bolder is what I should do.
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