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You Can Conquer, I Did.


Sharks are scary

But they're not hairy.

I am. 

Even though I was afraid 

In the water I jumped after I prayed.

It was cold.

The cage rattled and shook 

And the sharks fed off the meat hook.

I was safe. 

That day I conqured my biggest fear

of a shark biting off my ear. 

 

 

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