You cannot live without fear.
It's like a fog that never tries to clear.
But if you look passed the windshield.
You'll see that you're being healed.
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PoetryAn original poetry collection about anxiety,love and grief.
Fog
You cannot live without fear.
It's like a fog that never tries to clear.
But if you look passed the windshield.
You'll see that you're being healed.
