So I answer:
It is not a risk or something to be ashamed of to be a fool for love, for my dreams, for being alive. It is what I long for. It is my every day desire.
You know it well.
I am just a fool whose dreams are not quite clear. A fool whose love is plain and simple yet I manage yo tangled it. A fool whose live and adventure of being alive depends so much on his fear of the unknown, and even when sometimes I may look strong, I am the weakest. I need your strength.
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