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May 2013
Rapid pulse, shallow breaths.
My body shakes as it closes in on me.
I need to get away, get out of this place.

I must run.
I must find you.
Where are you?

You said you'd be here.
Mariah Lawson
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Mariah Lawson  Wisconsin
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