That sit on my shoulders.
They hide there in my shadow.
Whisper in my mind.
Send thoughts bouncing back and forth like mad.
Thoughts that make me think the worst.
My heart will race.
My knees and arms will shake.
I'll lose my breath.
Oh, these these things that sit on my shoulders.
They hang around.
They never leave.
They're called...
Doubt&Fear.
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