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Apr 8

what is fear

standing on the edge
winds blowing
tearing me
apart
closed eyes
I’m terrified, paralysed

deep darkness
awaiting underneath
talking to myself
I’m not scared
no, I’m not

turning my head
sensing the depths
this wind
yes, it blows
but it’s warm

open my eyes
looking up
instead
the sky is singing
that windy lullaby

fill my lungs
spread my wings

I can fly

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