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Feb 2020
Anxiety
Is a breath never released
Suffocation of the lungs
And whole of your mind
Anxiety
Is a clock
That never stops ticking
With the constant click,
From past to present
Time never ends
And oh darling
Nor does anxiety
This time I watched a person about his anxiety and this is how I feel
Written by
Euphrosyne  18/M/Makati
(18/M/Makati)   
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       Samantha, Colm, Alex, Mansi and FullmoonFlower
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