Missing.

If I am nowhere in life, where am I to be found?

If there is nothing written on the page, where do I start?

If there is nothing to my name, what am I worth?

If i have nothing to show, what’s there to see?

If I am not close, how will I get near?

For fear of being not worthy, I cannot prove my worth.

For fear of being rejected, I am already a reject.

For fear of getting nowhere, I will not get anywhere.

For fear of being far, I am already the farthest.

For fear of uncertainty, there lies no chance.

That which is love just passes by.

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