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What is there to fear when nothing scares you?
There is usually one thing you are afriad of
Not a thing scaes me, not even a loud BOO!
Not a spider, snake, nor falling in love
What makes me who i am, makes me live on
Now you may ask, how do you fear nothing?
My answer will simply be a beautiful swan
A beautiful swan? isn't it something?
Something of your imagination right?
Or is it all in your head to keep you sane
A shadow, a figure you see at night
You want to scream, but you have to refrain
It is imaginary in your head
Don't let it keep you from going to bed!
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