fear

You know, I’ve locked eyes with killers in dark places.

Been sure I was a heartbeat away from oblivion more times than I care to remember.

Surrendered to those I was sure would do me harm.

But my baby girl, an infant with eyes of deep, plain truth, sometimes gives me a look that scares the shit out of me like nothing else ever has.

Right down to my marrow.

Wild.

I wonder what that’s all about.

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