For Amyalone and shaking,
she wondered how she'd get thru.
the doubts surrounded her,
keeping her awake.
and then she remembered.
it's all a ride, a journey, a dream.
the twists and turns of which
she couldn't even fathom.
she closed her eyes and rested.
she'd travel where she must.
never knowing where she was going...
but knowing it was a ride worth taking.
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