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Fear is the fire that burns my mind.
Gold is the evil that pays in kind.

Need is a hunger rarely sated.
Love is that for which we’ve all waited.

Birth is an act that all growth repeats.
Life is a fight that always defeats.

Hope’s unseen but it’s precious as air.
Desires are bones that each hope wears.

We pant, we heave & we calm our breaths.
While wearing these skins unto our deaths.