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Oct 2017
They asked me what my greatest fear was.
I thought for a moment and then it hit me.
Really hard.
I almost felt the pain of the fact itself.
The fact i could die without finding the one who makes me weak.
Weak in the most beautiful possible way.
That kind of weakness when i can't move any part of my body.
Such a weakness when the only thing you feel is tickling.
But for the moment, in the mess of my thoughts, only thing I can think of is you.
Suddenly I'm feeling numb because you could be the one.
The one who could make sure i never fear.
Because your eyes are pure stars.
And your fingers, when they touch me, freeze me to the bones.
But in spite of that I feel so alive and so infinite.
It's like that numbness gives me energy.
Isn't it ironic? Life is a paradox.
We are all made from stellar stuff.
And nuclear fusion gives us goosebumps.
Written by
Milica Fara  25/F/Serbia
(25/F/Serbia)   
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