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Without the net I fear I might fall, to  drop &  break, to just lose it all,
But  I promise I will listen, I will watch I will learn,  take direction, pay attention, your satisfaction I yearn.
 
Standing tall but full of fear, must hold tight, the end is near. my hands are shaking, i am full of dread, for if this goes wrong i know I am dead.
My heart it beats as forwards I thrust then i know I am safe in your hands that I trust

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