In the city’s bustling town, I found myself in a tight squeeze,
A crowded street, with people who seemed to freeze,
The air was thick with heat, and my heart began to beat,
I searched for a breeze to cool me down, a gentle retreat.
As I walked, I felt the weight of my worries bear down,
My mind racing with stress, my body feeling worn out in this town,
I thought of all the things that held me back, the weight I had to lose,
And vowed to shed my fears, and break free at any cost, no excuse.
I pushed through the crowds, determined to fit in,
To find a space where I could breathe, and let my spirit begin,
To rise above the noise, and let my true self shine,
To lose the weight of doubt, and let my heart be mine.
As I strolled around the block, the breeze picked up pace,
And with it, my spirits lifted, and a sense of calm took its place,
I felt the weight of my worries slowly start to lift,
And with every step, I knew I’d make it through this tough shift.
For in this busy town, where life can be a tight squeeze,
I’d learned to find my strength, and learn to ease,
To take a deep breath in, and let my fears subside,
And know that no matter what, I’d rise above, and glide.
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