A Fear Poem by Tea Kawana

A Fear



If you’d boast of some defeat
Then why should I move towards you?
Why should my steps be at the same pace as yours?
For each time I’d make a step you’d get closer
to what I’d assume your reward.
and in the end
I’d wonder whether it was
something,
or all that was from the beginning
never was.

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