Frozen Fear

February 21, 2018
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Swerving off road, I can’t catch a grip. Slipping sliding, my heart rate dips.
Incoming car, I can’t get out. This way and that, I spin about.
Face the wrong way, I stop. I call to Mom- no need for cops.

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