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Free, small Wasp (irrational fear)

I was a worm in times ago
Who died at fate of Wasp
I captured one & let him go
Today, in stormy frost

The fear so large, the love so real
'Twas far surreal

In glass like cup
I picked him up

And off into the storm he flew.
Yonder, masterful cookoo

It took some time it took some prayer
The cup was rather wiggly
The storm was raging; I heard the Sayer
The frequency rather squiggly

Irrational fears! much bigger I AM
Than ANYTHING man can adore
Of freeing the Wasp and seeing Cyan
My weakness flew right out the door.
Written by KublaiSwan
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