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Jul 2013
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Some people are afraid of death.
Others of spiders.
Many fear extreme heat
Being trapped in a small box,
and having to think
of their shallow insides,
the mechanisms
which they disregarded for so long.
A transparent partition
Through which they can see
other oblivious, happy people.
Some fear this.
Of slowly running out of words
even as things become clearer
(A dramatic pause ensues)

Me? I'm just afraid of spiders..
Alex George
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Alex George  Mumbai
(Mumbai)   
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   maybella snow
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