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Nov 22
Brave in life,
but not in love.
Is such a thing possible?

Is bravery in the mountains
and foreign lands really bravery
or cowardice?
Am I hiding from myself
or growing into a new version?

I wanted to live a life of adventure,
but love always seemed to drag me down.
I wasn't afraid of death,
but I was afraid of love.
Isn't the opposite of death love
after all?
Jo Barber
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Jo Barber  22/F
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