Depression meant to be expressed else it would grow into misery and isolation.
Fear is inevitable, either you face it or turn your face.
Lost with clarity.
Its easy to break to wall you build around yourself.
You are born alone, die alone but there are people around you that are linked with your life.
Fear if not addressed well, it will grow and grow.
and its in the natural that everything grow until it ends. But is there an end?
Does it have an end?
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