Somewhere deep down below the fear
there is a place that I hold dear.
It is a place where I am free
to simply live and simply be.
But first I must pass through the place
that throws my fears into my face.
They cling to me and cause me pain
and try to make me go insane.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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