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Windy Darlington Oct 2017
We each own something terrible,
But we know it not at all.
It bites at us and fights with us;
Daring us to fall.
The conscious is a fearsome beast—
Says things we hate to hear.
It growls at us and howls at us;
Warning it is near.

— The End —