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Fear
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The Rest In a painful splendor before me,
Its waves crash upon the shore.
It wears away my sanity,
Of which there is not much more.
It reminds me of my deeds,
Haunting me like a ghost.
It has no mind, it only feeds,
On what I treasure most.
It knows me too well,
To let me get away.
It has created my Hell,
And I am forced to stay.
I know that the answer is near,
I only have to conquer my fear.
