Fear Two
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Barry Middleton
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I might as well admit the fear
of all the things I cannot fight,
the evil hearts of evil men,
the sun descending into night.
It is quite foolish fearing death;
I cannot fight or run away,
for after all no one escapes
a fear which nothing can allay.
I'm not afraid of many things;
yet I do fear the end of pain.
For death will also end my joy,
an au revoir to stars and rain.
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