What scares me?

What ifs don’t scare me. Neither do what would be or what could have been. I don’t live my life by the fear of dying. Fuck, we’re all going to die. I’m not afraid of the weather, of water, or of any other element that stands before me. I’ve stood in the crashing waves of…

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