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If I lost myself could it be horrible?

If a new me was born would I be better?

Is it wrong to think that the only thing about my life I am sure of is that I'll die one day?

Every decision matters. Every choice makes or breaks me.

How will I know I'm makinf the right decision when I fear that any moment it can all go wrong?

Life is a hurricane and I am in the eye of it right now.

I fear the rest will knock me down, consume me of decisions and doubt and leave me so damaged that rebuilding and starting anew would pointless.

Would I have the strength to overcome the hurt and pain?

Would lie there if I made it through and wish I didn't?

My life is changing and the future is near.

The future is near and that's what I fear.

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