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aeon343
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Fear, anxiety, and doubt with each word another shackle chains my hesitant heart. Why was I born with this feeling, this sense of purpose lost in a sea of white noise?

Words

Fear, anxiety, and doubt with each word another shackle chains my hesitant heart.

Why was I born with this feeling, this sense of purpose lost in a sea of white noise?

I know the words are there, but I just can't seem to grasp them.

I should give up fall off this cliff and fall victim to the noise.

I push myself off expecting the end and yet what I found wasn't death but life.

Falling past the sound, I saw others.

More and more appeared aside me each striving to find their own words.

I am not alone at the very thought of that the shackles of my heart began to erode.

I shift through the noise casting off the bindings that were surrounding me.

I haven't seen them yet the words I so desperately crave.

So I'll keep looking hand in hand with those searching just like me.

I am not alone not anymore.

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