On the swing
Up and down do I go
Once I am happy, once I am not
Gives me joy, but fear is not far
I know I could fall and get hurt
But the joy shadows it
I ask myself, is it true joy?
I answer myself, as true as the shadow
But I argue the shadow is mine
And I answer the shadow is mine, but not me
I say it's just a Play Of Enthralling Moments
Or is it the Poignant Odds of an Ethereal Mystery
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