Fearoftheunknown
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Looming.
Ahead I plod.
I can’t see what the future holds.
Fear creeps in. Envelops and smothers me like smog.
Lead me! Hold my hand! I am afraid!
Deep Breath. One foot ahead of the other.
Sometimes it feels like I'm walking in circles
Encountering the same things everyday
Like a boring routine
An exit door is at a moments reach
The door's unlocked
But I still walk in circles
