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*It was a handful of empathetically attentive people who noticed that she was absent, even though she was standing in the centre of the well-lit room, It was the same few helpless people who witnessed the moment that she disappeared; as she vanished into the dense thickness of Anxiety's terrifyingly wretched, invisible, shroud of gloom. By Lady R.F ©2016*
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 4:49 AM UTC
The Moment
*It was a handful of empathetically attentive people who noticed that she was absent, even though she was standing in the centre of the well-lit room, It was the same few helpless people who witnessed the moment that she disappeared; as she vanished into the dense thickness of Anxiety's terrifyingly wretched, invisible, shroud of gloom. By Lady R.F ©2016*
Anxiety is my enemy, always has been, and I'm almost sure that it always will be. I've lost so much because of it, but I will never stop fighting for control, and my freedom. I thank everyone for their support.
Ladyrf
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 4:49 AM UTC
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