weak and frail.
Fear streamed and condensed.
Thunder ..... lightning struck.
Fear of not opening my eyes,
and not blinded by the
vibrant light.
Fear of not feeling the scourging rays of the sun,
caressing my face.
Fear of not kissing the fresh
morning breeze.
Fear prevailed...
thoughts conveyed...
Fear of moving on,
fear of destroying what's not..
.................................. even there.
Fear of facing truth,
.. the ordinary world,
... you,
life.
fear.....
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