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tap, tap, tap my toe hits the linoleum I'm caught up in bouncing knees and quivering hands involuntary vibration punctuated by staccatos slicing through the silence "It's coming," it says I mutter, "how soon?"
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 2:42 AM UTC
Anxiety
tap, tap, tap my toe hits the linoleum I'm caught up in bouncing knees and quivering hands involuntary vibration punctuated by staccatos slicing through the silence "It's coming," it says I mutter, "how soon?"
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 2:42 AM UTC
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