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Fear is the thing with horns

Fear is the thing with horns
Charging ever more
Sending me into the air
I hear a tear

Fear is the drop
Making my heart stop
I fall to the ground
I try to turn around

Fear stares at me
Seeing if I’ll flee
I stand up and try to run
But fear has already won

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