The fear of the unknown.

Valuables- we all have them
Whether it's people, things or skills.
That is what we live for.
Obtaining valuables.
When you finally manage
to grasp on to everything you want.
You spend the rest of your life in fear.
Fear of losing the things you hold dear.
The can't you only really live..
when you have nothing to lose
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