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Apr 2014
Fear is the demon
that will scratch at
your soul, leaving
goose bumps where
its fingers have tried
to take hold.

But to give in to fear
is to fear ones self, to
slay the demon you
must moveΒ Β past it
do not let its icy grip
take hold.

We fear many things,
but fear is an illusion,
and like illusions, blow
away that which we fear
and all the worries drip
away, and fear is washed
away never again
to take hold
Poetic T
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