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Sep 2014
Fear wraps its fiery tendrils around my lungs
until it's hard to breathe
My limbs shake uncontrollably like a leaf in a hurricane
My heart beats like a big base drum in a marching band
waiting
waiting for this sensation to disappear
The need to get out is overpowering
Then the panic that had completely engulfed me like a tidal wave
disappears just as quickly as it came
without a trace
Joni E Scofield
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