A mild fear is now in the mind
it could terribly bind
sit there with thoughts in an intercept
all my ideas appear to be in debt
a twinge crosses in a flash
will I survive the dash?
a poignant intrusion settles me down
I keep staring with a frown
could that I fear turn not so
if it returns it would be a blow
I decide to take the plunge straight
hope it works out in the direction right
if not I would fall shattered
as of now I am in a state battered
well, let us see the vantage the day next
the day things would be put to a test.
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