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Jun 2020
Paranoia
Creeping up my thighs
Right into this ******, thumping heart

All of my baser senses
Numbed into action
The eyes wake with an unusual start

The hours pass by
Cotton rags on the navy sky
And little by little I drown into fear
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Somewhere over nowhere  17/F
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