facingmyfear
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Standing,
Front of the room,
All eyes on you,
As your sweat pours through your shirt,
Shivering under the searing lights,
Our world is full of complexity
that we face competitively.
One thing we dread
is the future in our head.
"Hush!" the powerful say,
wanting us gone far away.
Quietly we move on,
