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I fear of common things,



the dark,

              ominous sounds,

       pain,

          

               death.



but most of all,



i fear living to the last of my days,



and remembering only the sad things,



because that's all there were.





I fear living my life alone,



             my heart as cold as stone,



     never having known,



a man's,

      

                 or a woman's,



         Love.