beingscaredisnatural
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I used to be afraid of the dark,
I still am in a way,
To not know what's out there?
To wonder every day?
I am afraid of the unknown,
But what used to help me is,
Concrete jungles and,
Life without struggles
Hunting for cuisine with,
Sharpened green
Traveling rolling canoes on,
Dark gray routes
