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Fears
By Bethany Wright
Knot in my throat,
Just cant swallow,
But all my friends,
In their hope, do they wallow.
They are happy and content,
The opposite of me.
From the fears they devour,
I long to be free.
Take a steady breath,
I know ill be fine.
Fears are my imagination,
They’ll pass over time.
I have my friends and family,
No more silly tears,
Because my life is ahead of me,
Just forget my fears.