On my fears

This fear

Like a spear

In my heart

Rising fast

Waking my past

I want to act

My vision intact

Yet this fear

Grips me like a bear

Ripping me apart

I don’t want it to last

A spell I must cast

Courage will I contact

If truly I want an impact

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