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Scary Heights, Wary Life


I fought my fear of heights.

The day was sunny and bright.

That day I went to the mountain

To see the grand fountain.

I rode a ski lift

And saw the snow drifts.

Even though I was late

The experience was great.

That was the day

I had no delay.

I faced my fear

And it was music to my ears.

I would have no tears

Because I faced my fears. 

 

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