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the mere thought of it makes me smile,
the transition of my fears now nowhere in sight,

what makes people fear a test,
that you don't have what it takes to clear the rest?

or is it the same like being asked a question,
being shaken out of the world of fiction,

being asked to reason out your feelings,
being asked to have justifications,

the numbers that seemed so incongrous,
the words that seemed to escape my conscious,

are now like drops in the ocean,
the one i steer with my emotions,

the intent and passion that i previously felt,
is now more of compulsion for myself,

the excitement of wanting to state my point of view,
is merging into the seas of views,

trying to mould an answer like it should be,
is like asking your mind to think differently,

not innovative or even creative,
but restricted and unnecessarily extended,

it's a game that i used to play very well,
but this time i don't think i will gel,

i've had my way, i've taken my time,
i've done what i wanted and made my choice,

the game's still the same, the rules still apply,
the change is in me, and i will still fly!

in my own way, in my own style,
for no one but me, for I am I!

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