Igor Iov

It’s the evening, the sun has already set. My head left for the sky. I’m ready to fly over the world, with a blurry perception of what life is.

I am a singer, but I don’t consider myself as one; I feel like I need to tell a story.

Why are we afraid? It’s a question I ask myself, everytime I feel fearless.

We need to be afraid, so we can move forward and battle through struggles. But it’s an empty feeling; we shouldn’t be afraid. Because life is short.

Life’s good. This is life. This is me.

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