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Jul 2015
Anxiety for me feels much more fast-paced than others, or so it seems.
My mind takes full control as if I were a passenger in a car.
Looking side to side at all the other cars,
They all look the same yet different.
Then we get on the highway and everything changes.
It makes me want to be in a car wreck,
So my eyes can finally see the yield sign,
And my brain can stop going over the speed limit.
Can't help thinking about what bothers us, we have to deal with our demons.
Brandon Brazel
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Brandon Brazel  Denton, Tx.
(Denton, Tx.)   
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