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It comes and it goes hides.

It comes once in a while or often.

We don’t know why it comes,

We can’t tell the precise moment it comes.

We have lived with it for a while,

Perhaps since we were born.

We have no control over it.

It tears us apart.

The slightest critics hurts,

The high hopes being dashed,

All work hand in hand

To bring out the worst in us.

Sometimes, it makes us regret.

Sometimes, it hardens our hearts.

Most times, it steals our joy and esteem.

Every time, it shuts us in.

Fear is the stranger of all times.

That is the supposed mystery. Discover your stranger within and let’s talk in the comments below.

Xoxo,

Imani💞