Not two but one
I and my fear

Nowhere yet always here
Two strings one shriek
Both get drunk in beer
One clings the other will seek
Fear as the care-taker
"I" as careless holiday maker
The two are a perfect pair
Yet one and nowhere
How can "I" be lonely
When fear is my only
Always ready to warn
Whether in company or forlorn
Oh what lovely game
"I" running from fear
Fear seemingly going away
"I" giving way to a tear
A horse ride of yin and yang
Like that of God and the Big Bang
"I" and "fear" arise from the same source
But "just" knowing that...
Would that kill the horse?

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