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I HAVE FEAR
I have fear for you,
I have fear for me,
and I have fear for this:

for write to you, and hurt you,
for fill you with hope and let you down,
for open myself and close,
for leave you and leave you.

But I need to know about you,
I need to know if you're fine or if you're not.

I need to know if you need me,
and I need to know if I need you.