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Fear

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A sound,
the dark,
a snake,
a remark,
that bites the brain
until you are bound.

You shrivel,
and cringe,
your breath,
does binge,
and stabs the heart,
now sanity is little.

a cry,
a shout,
the curtain
it lifts,
the light of truth,
and fear is a lie.

By L. M. Montes

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