No fear
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The thorns laying on your way,
The monsters that are hiding in the bushes,
But it’s all up to you
To conquer them
Whether they are easy,
Or difficult,
And it’s all up to your thoughts.
We ask ourselves, why do we still continue?Why do we still rage this pointless fight?Where is the freedom and love and happiness in this microscopic light?The answer was never in the books we read, the words of our neighbors, but in the hearts and
Together, my friends, never fear death and always hope for love unfeigned.
Together, my friends, never fear death, and always hope for love.
Together, my friends, never fear death and hope for love.
"I call out
Is no one there?
The imagination
Of the atmosphere
I called out
My memories stare
The past and present
Of ones held dear
Icalled out
But not in fear
What do you see? What do you hear?
What do you feel, what’s coming near?
How does it happen? How does it come?
How does it rise, or fall from the sun?
Where does it live? Where does it sleep?
