Fear of losing, of being heartbroken, of being tired
What a fear it was to be one
Time was flowing in front of both of us. It was a mirror
He showed me dreams, he showed you fear
you was.... But you were divided into two parts
When I opened my eyes, there was fear in every crevice of the bed
No one has come before me on this path
It is a strange dedication. An unknown fear
That's why I take steps carefully
Fear of falling from such a height
What do these people think? Will I be afraid?
They themselves are afraid of me, how afraid of them
The wind of time flies, how, how, people
The heart of thought is afraid. Good fear
Now every eye fixed on the window peeps
Fear of getting lost in this rain
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