Alive,
for the very first time,
I try,
To surmise,
these feelings I have,
but try not to laugh,
at rejection,
So if you will,
Take my hand,
we can dance,
for a while,
well get stuck in the rhythm,
and move to the rhyme,
one more time,
don't tell me your tired
that's a lie,
cuz you can sleep all you want when you die,
that's why we make it a point of being alive.
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