Letting go of fear is harder still in the clutches of its familiar embrace.
Yet, I sit in the fire knowing that I will not burn.
I sit in fear knowing that I will not burn.
I will not burn. I will not burn.
Knowing my fear, I sit in love…
Sitting in the Fire
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