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Mar 2018
Trying to breathe,
but my chest is constricting.
Needing to move,
but my body is resisting.
Enclosed inside
a very confined space
between the walls
of his tight biceps
My claustrophobia died.
Jasleen kalra
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Jasleen kalra  20/F/Indore, India
(20/F/Indore, India)   
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