I was so very scared
Of that mystifying maze,
That never had I ever dared
To put myself in that site of daze.

Tangled it was, jumbled it was,
In shambles it was, when I came across;
It was as if a creepy chaos.
And I couldn't but conceal the cause.

Whilst being aware of the fact
That it won't work out without tact.
If not now, then mayhaps afterwards
I wouldn't be able to bet on it,
Entering that maze like night terrors.

Walking through its path of fear
I would switch my gear to a comfort cheer.
To the maze phobia, I'll not give a damn.
I would be able to find my way readily;
And solidly sure I am,
It would happen.

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