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Hello Poetry 2
Hello Poetry 2
My eyes
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She smiled sadly, "It's a never-ending pulse-race. Like knowing you don't want to jump off a cliff but not
being able to talk yourself down from it.
Your fears take on a nebulous, unidentifiable form that tightens around your throat and incapacitates
you.
There is no calm. No peace. Only the edge of a very strained thread."
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