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“Midway through this life of ours I found myself in a dark wood, for the straight way was lost.” – Dante Alighieri

We name the things we fear
And by so doing, weaken them.

When what we dread’s unclear
We name the things we fear.

What drives us year to year
Is dread, a bloom to cap the stem.

We name the things we fear
And by so doing weaken them.

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