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        With stealth you came into my life
        I welcomed you with joyous heart
        I danced with you to your every tune
        so freely at the start.
        But soon you had to hold the strings
        for me to twist and twirl
        How could I see you holding them
        when I was in that whirl?
        My legs grew weary, my body ached
        and I began to pray.
        That’s when I saw you standing there
        and tried to get away.
        I couldn’t move, I had no strength
        to break from your strong hold.
        But thanks to God, He set me free,
        this story to be told.

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