Fear is dwarf after It was a big thing Simply because its barrier got broke By our pretty persistence to remove it fully, In the past, We got scared from that would-be fear After they planted it In our hearts and in our minds, Here and there, In our own thoughts, In our foods, In our own sufferings and in our pains, and Anywhere and everywhere, but It's not scary anymore Simply because we cut it off Into pieces, then It vanishes like these passing fogs... ______________________________________________________________________
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