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Sep 2014
all this air around me
and I still can't breathe
these people are suffocating me
don't make eye contact
look at the floor
if I don't stare
maybe it won't hurt anymore
but I still feel my heart beating faster and faster
the sweat on my hands
and my stomach dropping to the floor
I just want to leave
and not make a scene
what if I do something humiliating
Brenda Cabral
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Brenda Cabral  Suburbs of Chicago
(Suburbs of Chicago)   
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