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Jul 2010
I will remain myself
Because nothing good can come
Out of somebody else
My fear is my enemy
It is holding me down
I saw it on some man’s face
It was clear it was holding him down
No matter what, it was clear
It was holding us down
This world and its fear
Fear of fear
Fear of loss
Well, nothing good can come
Out of fear
Written by
Ellen
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