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I am so afraid
Of losing the things
That I don’t love
For being the one
That I have always
wanted to be
As I've
always been
here
Searching for it
To just dive into it,
Or somehow get into
it
Paint myself with it,
Or somehow wear it
There must be a different
road
Or in a different
world my dream must exist,
Otherwise I know, I
am so much of it
And it is so much of
me.
