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Aug 21
He sat at his phone
Just this call i have to do
He put all his courage together
And dialed the number

He took deep breath
Sweat dripping down from his face
His heart was beating faster and faster
And his mind spinning around

"Hello how can I Help you"
He heard the voice
He wanted to answer
But he couldn't, his mouth remained closed

"Hello, someone there"
The voice asked
He shivered and felt ashemed
He hung up and thought ******* social phobia
Written by
Nathan Lippmann  33/M/Berlin
(33/M/Berlin)   
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       South by Southwest, Jill and Maybelater2
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