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What would I do
If I had to face my fears
Would I turn and run
Or be brought to tears

Could I be brave
And face them head on
Battle the demons
Until they are gone

Whatever it is
It doesn't matter either way
No matter what I do
They'll be here to stay

Deep in my mind
They have a strong hold
Always behind me
Until I am old

I have to live life
With these fears I must deal
It's only my imagination
A fantasy not real
  Jun 2016 The Lunchtime Poet
gray rain
A position
of hierarchy
leading people
to believe
themselves as
better not
equal
  Jun 2016 The Lunchtime Poet
gray rain
the
unity          of id
eas                       link
ing p                               eople
toge                          ther
to f              orm
solidarity.
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