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Aug 2017
I laugh at those who are frightened or disgusted
as harmless snakes do slither past
But I have fears of a different kind of serpent
So few in the world suffer snake bites,
even less have injuries that last,
And I count myself in the number markless
But still I shuddered as curved shadows cast,
a spell of paralyzing fear,
As harmless humans did walk past

it's words I feared the most
though perhaps I'd rather face beration
than the teeth of hungry dogs
When dogs bark, I calmly bark them back
But with humans I'd sooner run away

I'm learning to not fear
as confidence builds
And I see my power crystal clear
Some say when you hold back your words you hold back your power, and that's what makes you sick. I think it's a little more than that, it's being unsatisfied with holding back your words, and letting the stress make you sick.
I'm realizing my own power, and I am learning to speak and be satisfied when I have not spoken.
Elioinai
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Elioinai  Georgia
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