if you have fears
like thorns in
your bottom or
fish bones trapped
in your throat
take art
whatever art is there
sculpture or
painting or
poetry
makes the room neat
and clean
arranges the mess
puts curtains on those
empty windows
deletes the word
fear
on the net
have consolation
why not?
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