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A simple, encouraging poem. |
| Fearful people fear that which is unknown And crude Careful steps into a chamber, gripping each other Even and steady pace do not save them A masqueraded being, motivation itself Lifts a hand Likely scaring or encouraging them Fearful people now believe this place Empties into new Alleys or other dark places, knowing not what the nature is Running into this place, seeing branches predicted Seeing motivation, they choose to try |