I feared many things
So many i believed i could not
Fathom a way to face them all
So
I
Hid.
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The Beginning and the Inevitable End
PoetryEverything life is. Messy, unorganized. Never knowing how it happens or where you will end up.
Hiding
I feared many things
So many i believed i could not
Fathom a way to face them all
So
I
Hid.