Grace

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Skating on
the thinnest of the thin ice
Singing the highest notes
That is grace.
But how can I be graceful
Like I should
When I die every day?
My house of cards is
     F
     A
     L
     L
     I
     N
     G
Becuase the glue is gone
So hold my house of cards up

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