Lost in the wilderness,
I'm practicing happy,
I'm counting the steps,
measuring the beat,
memorizing the rhythm,
of my own smile,
blinded by my surroundings,
tirelessly I dance,
retracing movements,
like smiles and laughter,
I work through the routine,
trying to romance the nuance,
of this dance,
sweat pours,
with each step more,
exhaustion is maddening,
I don't stop because I can't,
I don't stop because I can't,
when it gets quiet,
I wipe my brow,
find my mark,
count myself in,
and begin the dance again
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