Play it safe and hope that caution is with it.
Suppress your passion and let it sit.
As you dance around the bushes...
Seeking to be accepted.
Then look at yourself in the mirror and admit,
There is a part of your life too often quickly dismissed...
For wishes to follow behind,
Those like you afraid to speak their minds.
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