By LJK
Fear is a terrible thing.
An exquisite contradiction.
It makes you doubt yourself,
your mind and hearts extinction.
Sleepless nights, you hold on tight,
from all that's true or not.
And with this fight, a fierceful fight,
you'll find out what you've got.
So set aside what's real and not,
unless your mind and soul forgot,
that what it means, is to be free,
and to be free, forever be,
true to what your heart desires,
mind and heart and soul requires,
so much work and so much love,
with spirit guiding from above.
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