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Jun 2018
I feel the rumbling beneath my feet
My eyes are scanning the windows
I take one last drag of my cigarette
Before finding a vacant seat

My heart starts pounding
It feels like I’m gasping for air
Through the blurred noise, I hear my stop is next
I glance up at the people around me

I wonder if they think I’m crazy

My head is spinning
The walls are closing in on me
It feels like I’m crawling to the exit
I glance up at the people around me

I wonder what they see in my eyes

There’s a bright light and a breath of fresh air
It feels like the gates of heaven have opened up
Alexa
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Alexa  20/F
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