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As told by sensei

Sometimes, we make fear our gods

We worship it, revel in it, bask in it

Ridiculously so, earnestly so

It’s little wonder, we don’t notice

It’s eating us alive

Tearing us apart

We’re feeding it

And it happily grows

And gets stronger

But if you’re smart,

You’ll learn fear’s ways

And become its master

Then even on battle days

Fear doesn’t realize it’s losing

And wins a lost battle

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