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Jun 2018
It’s like a stabbing in my gut
a sharp wave of terror
The sensation you are not in control
I’m not in control
I need to be in control
My mind races and gets lost in itself
My hands shake and reach out
But no one is there to grasp onto
Dominique R
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Dominique R  23/F
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