Poem
When shadows creep and fears draw near,
I take a breath and steer clear.
One small step, the first can be,
A sign that I'm strong, brave, and free.
With every challenge, I find my might,
The dark fades away, and I embrace the light.
No more worries, I can now see,
That facing my fear is the key to be me.
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