Atutu_T
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"Fear"
I dreamed a dream that held such fear,
Such fear that everything i hold would disappear,
Such agony and witless hate
Behold this dream, now i'm awake!
They came with cold hard hands and guns,
Hundreds, Thousands, marching phantoms in leather boots.
They're far away, not for us, but oh!
So close.
The fear inside threatens to grow to epic proportions
Are they coming here?
What will we do? Where will we go?