i fear oblivion.
yet, i starve for
abundance in nothingness.
i fear falling.
yet, i look for
the yellow leaves in autumns.
i fear crying.
yet, i wait for
the rains in monsoon.
i fear separation.
yet, i gaze at
the ocean and the sky
at the same time.
i fear loneliness.
yet, i crave for
the soulful solitude
under the stars.
i fear,
yet, i crave for
all the pain
that looks beautiful.
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