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Tendrils and truth

Fear It wraps around like gentle tendrils, soft whispers in my ear– questioning my acts and drawing me to inaction. The fear grows, the tendrils grow thicker, stronger, slowly making me immobile. I can no longer move in freedom. My … Continue reading

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