How I lost my fear?
The story of my fearlessness,
Is a story of stories.
I grew up on stories of a man who emerged unscathed from a lions’ den,
And so I expect all my lions to sleep.
I was raised on tales of people who stepped into fiery furnaces and were not burned,
So I put more stock in the fire burning within me.
For decades I have revelled in the account of the boy who defeated a giant,
And now I expect all my giants to fall.
My heart holds the story of a man who overcame death,
So now death has lost its sting.
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