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I am afraid of the crevasses of life that I don't know. I am afraid of retreating into a shell of unreachable fibre. I am afraid of the past catching up with me. I am afraid of it defining my existence and others perception of me. I am afraid of what we should fear. I am afraid of the unknown alleyways, the diverse cultures, the people whose knowledge exceeds mine yet I long to absorb it. I am afraid of being defined by my past life rather than growing from it.
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 5:01 AM UTC
What are you afraid of?
I am afraid of the crevasses of life that I don't know. I am afraid of retreating into a shell of unreachable fibre. I am afraid of the past catching up with me. I am afraid of it defining my existence and others perception of me. I am afraid of what we should fear. I am afraid of the unknown alleyways, the diverse cultures, the people whose knowledge exceeds mine yet I long to absorb it. I am afraid of being defined by my past life rather than growing from it.
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 5:01 AM UTC
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