Fearless
The storm has passed the skies are clear
Tepid winds whisper in my ear
They're telling me death is near
There's nothing left for me to fear
I'll find a place amongst the stars
Near Jupiter or maybe Mars
To wipe away all hidden scars
And free my soul from prison bars
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