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Nov 2019
If life were a musical
I’d sing all day and night
But I don’t sing all that well

If life were a dance competition
I’d dance all day and night
But I don’t dance all that well

If life were a play
I’d act all day and night
But I don’t act all that well

When am I going to step out of my shell?
When will I stop caring about my imperfections?
When will I remember that life is just life?

When will I allow myself to be less than the best?
Written by
R B M
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