Why should I fear?
Why should I fear the night,
that cannot touch
this burning light?
Burn, burn, burn,
burn it all;
do your best.
Why should I fear death,
that comes in quiet
bereft of breath?
I am immortal,
don't be afraid;
light the pyre.
Why should I fear disapproving words,
that aim to peck
like spiteful birds?
They are nothing,
compared to a phoenix;
just rise again.
Why should I fear my faults,
when they are not flaws?
We are humanity,
created as we were meant to be.
#flawless
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