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fear and shame
holds us in its clutches
Like a vulture of the spirit
there to strip the meat of confidence
from the bones of our soul
It is left to us alone
to grip the sword of esteem
and erase the winged carnivore
that would ensnare us in its talons
A separate thought - Like a captain of a ship in rough seas that threatens to roll-over,
we stand on the bridge fearful and ashamed,
not realizing that it is our friends and famiily
that are quietly below deck
feverishly bailing water and keeping our vessel afloat
as the harbor lights come in view
Let us remember that they are ever at our side. ~dreams~
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