Small was her tail, and small was she.
Her mother forced her to go out,
But she would always flee.
Blue were her eyes and blue was her tail.
She circled in the shell,
but feared to sail.
One day, a cyclone came,
And broke her little shell,
She searched for other ones,
Where she could hide well.
But little poor fish,
Found no home to sleep.
The only thing she did,
Was weep and only weep.
Suddenly, she saw.
A giant shark coming.
She had no chance to safe,
So she went for swimming.
She felt like a gliding kite.
Dancing by its tail.
She was just a little baby.
But thought herself as Whale.
She jumped and took plunges.
And rushed to every corner.
She realised that dreams are papers.
And fear is the burner.
Dreams are the paper.
So Craft a paper boat.
Let it sail in the big sea.
And let it freely float.
Fear is the villain.
Of heroes of dreams,
If you don't kill it now,
Then be ready for dying.
Ready for regretful screams.
Do not let your dreams,
Die and shrink,
Float your paper boat.
And let the fears sink.
Fear did not want.
To be called as 'Fear’,
So she gave herself a surname,
And told her mummy dear,
"Mommy, Can You Guess?
I Named Myself From Fear.
To F For Fearless."
“DREAMS BEGIN TO BREATHE WHEN YOU STEP OUT OF THE DOOR OF COMFORT."
"FEAR IS PRESENT IN EVERYONE, BUT THE DIFFERENCE COMES WHEN YOU ADD A SURNAME OF 'LESS' TO BECOME FEARLESS."
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