Fear
I look at it in pain
I think I have nothing to gain
I look forward
Telling myself, word by word
“It’s going to be Okay.”
“You will get through this today.”
I must continue to fight,
And just look for the light
I must fight
With all my might
For my right
In spite
Of Fear
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