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Jan 2023
the walls cave in sinking like ships shrinking, growing stomach acid churning from within my body the room gets smaller my lungs tighten my pulse beating on my neck so rapidly i can feel the pounding in my head it won’t stop—please stop it won’t stop won’t stop.
the pressure feeling of anxiety.
1/3/23
newborn
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newborn  18/F/wherever you are
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