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Sep 2019
Fear is an odd
Little old thing

Supposed to protect
To help us in processing
Our world around us
While we go about prospecting

Yet all it does is alert
For no reason
As though we should
be scared of dirt

Or is it just me?
Is everyone like me?
Random episodes of fear
Just fear that is there
Scared of random things
Scared of everything
Unable to stop it
Not wanting to fight it

Why fight a battle you've never won?
I already know,my fight is now done
Written by
Randi  18/Androgynous/Home
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