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Feb 2014
it begins and I'm walking
slowly I go
the noise its getting stronger and stronger
face the noise don't be afraid
like some obscene parliament of white noise
I'm jostled by my adrenaline
the sense awake with each further step I take
my ears hot & lobbied with furious noise
the light appears small up ahead
so bright so ******* immense
and my body is taught but I must keep walking
walking to release myself from this corridor of

wwooooooooossssh

Pain.
Agony. I've woken in a hospital bed, the procedure took all of 1 hour, I'm shivering and I can feel the panic as later they explained it took them tens of minutes to get me round... a bad way to be but the corridor was real in my mind
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