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Mar 2015
Its that sudden tightening in my chest.

It's all the things I long to let go of,
but still can't forget.

It's when my face becomes hot and beating red.

It's my palms as they begin to sweat.

Anxiety.
Joshua Poetry
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Joshua Poetry  Sacramento California
(Sacramento California)   
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