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Sep 2015
I'm hearing voices
I'm loosing my mind
And just like a mad man
I've got no place to hide

You crave those moments that take your breath away

I crave those moments that let me breath

You fear the imaginable dreadful end
I fear the true and spectacular now

Pulse acceleratingΒ Β 
Eye's dilating

I dance to the rhythm of my hearts tambourine

It beats often
I move often
I fall often
I rise often
To the anxious.
Chisha Clan
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Chisha Clan  Sacramento
(Sacramento)   
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