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#6ftsyndrome
eyes peel open              my nostrils tingle as the smells of soil and sweat                           permeate the air the heat is unbearable     breathing shallow             movement restricted I only wish to wipe the sleep from my eyes *who would prevent me                          such a simple request?* anxiety billows for                 a brief moment       surrendering complacently as the frequency of my rising chest                                     slows I sense my sightless eyes dimming resting shut  I am so tired...
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 5:03 PM UTC
6ft Syndrome