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Well Met


Face the fears, and grab ahold

No going back, its time to break the mold

Heart beating fast, will we make it

We are on a runaway track, that I take it--

The World is well met, don't you forget

The World is well met, no room for regret

Now don't you cry, trust me I will be here

We are well met, so here there is no fear...

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