Fear
It warns us of danger and gives us a choice
to face it or flee with its silent voice.
It also provides us with pleasure ironically.
When its faced, adrenaline rushes are experienced by many.
It can cause one to choose a life most cowardly
while causing another to choose a life most recklessly,
but in the end this is what I have ultimately concurred.
Fear only truly exists, so that it can be conquered.
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