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Mona Zekavat Apr 2021
I feel nauseated thinking so much forward in my life.
Will I fail everyone?
Will everyone discover a reason to leave me behind?
Will I forget myself?
Will I leave myself behind?
My eyes sting as it formulates
tears
to tumble down my cheeks
in which operates like a
cliff
that my tears are threatened with
enthusiasm to
blindly
jump-off.
Why do my eyes sting?
Why are we set up for incompetence?
Why are we given such an intoxicating judgment about our lives?
My eyes sting.
Should I distance myself from everyone?
No
Yes
No
Yes
No
Yes
H
E
L
P
…My eyes are paralyzed.

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