Fear of It

April 25, 2014

It was a scare, an awakening

Out of nowhere, I was unsure

I had to be sure of my fate

My sanguine fluid extracted

Within days I was enlighted with certainty

Now my days are enjoyed

I feel a new person

The enormous feel of relief altered me

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Oscar408Apr 25, 2014

<p>Follow what people tell you. Be safe. Don't blow caution to the wind because you may regret it.</p>