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Always thinking about my future My life is blue Time moves too fast What a regrettable past! I hope I can escape from it Please don’t spread it Please respect my privacy You’re giving me anxiety Please don’t believe them But if you do, at least read my poem What if we're in a relationship? Can we keep our relationship? Can you accept me for being me? Please don’t leave me Am I just being delusional? Is this fictional? Maybe I am, and that’s why I have anxiety If that’s the case, I’m very sorry © Domar Esmabe