Oh my dear let me tell you a story about fear
When we stop listening to the voice of our conscious
When we refuse to see the world within
When the noises inside begin to hound us
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what a thought, what a rhythm, fear is nothing but a product of all our evils and vices, love the flow of the poem, great idea seems to be written with effortless ease, enjoyed the read
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what a thought, what a rhythm, fear is nothing but a product of all our evils and vices, love the flow of the poem, great idea seems to be written with effortless ease, enjoyed the read