Fright
When you are clean and clear
When you are free and independent
When you read news, books, blogs and black information
Your brain and heart
Try hard to distinguish hoax and truth
You never experience it
But you judge and slaughter
Your struggle is your fright
The intrinsic truth is only God's own
Painted on the rock walls, trees
Frozen bodies and rotten bones
You are really frightened
Until you travel to the past
Experience erases your fright
And brings you to the real freedom
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