Fears seems gone

Between the dark and dawn,
The last meet seems interactive,
Let me stumbled on my knees,
The anger of loss can't take it any more,
The thought cross that the fear is gone,
After draining every bit of it,
For Being praised again,
With a heart rejoice,
Out of heavenly voice.......

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