In the depths of verses penned in ink and thought,
There lies a fear that lingers, unbesought.
To press delete, to erase what once was wrought,
But courage falters, leaving dreams uncaught.
Years have passed, yet still the words remain,
Etched on the pages, a poetic chain.
Some born of passion, some from youthful pain,
Yet in each line, a story to...
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