To be fearless is not easy,
For life is drowned in fear's deep tide.
How can one fight to stay afloat,
When fear is the current we cannot hide?
Afraid of you,
Afraid of them,
Afraid of everyone,
While death itself shows no fear at all.
We all live beneath fear's weight,
Yet deep inside, a question calls—
What is the answer to this riddle of life?
Defeated, we withdraw from its haunting thralls.
But there is one cure, one way to heal:
Face your fears, make them real.
Turn the tide, reclaim the light,
And embrace the goodness hidden from sight.
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