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Fear

Quatrain #819: FEAR Feel how fear thrills that morbid show, Extreme pulse chills as dread now grows; Apt poise prompts will to run away, Rise to dark spill ere pain can know. ~~~~~~~~~~ Leon Enriquez 24 September 2017 Singapore

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