Phobia
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Fear is a world different from what's real. It can make the hero question their morality. It can make the iconoclast question their reality. It can make the optimist gain identity. And it can make the child discover love. But even so, it's not exactly fraudulent, it is more of vulnerability to two worlds; a buffer state. Instead of experiencing life as inertia, hitting the gas, and stopping. It is the back and forth motion; progress and retrogress. Life can't be viewed positively or negatively when the sense of good is unknown. So, see life as it is. consume fear. See where it takes you.
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