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In The Rain

When it’s almost here,
You embrace the thought.
Watching it appear from thin-air.
Are you ready to face your fears?

It’s finally here.
It’s feeling of manipulation over takes your body.
Being paradisiacal is no longer noddy.
It screams to obscure your thoughts.
Your fears begin to wither.

When it fades,
Your fears begin to revive and multiply.
Terrorized to your knees,
It’s no longer here to blend your tears.
In the stance of sympathy,
I hope you have a plan to attack your fears.

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