Me and not the World….

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I am scared of the dream, not the real,
I am scared of the memory, not the moments,
I am scared of the truth, not the lie,
I am scared of the life, not the death.

I am scared of the mind, not the people,
I am scared of the the silence, not the storm,
I am scared of the the question, not the answer,
I am scared of the of the reason, not the result.

I am scared of the start, not the end,
I am scared of the known, not the strangers,
I am scared of the love, not the hate,
I am scared of the me, not the world.

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