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This poem is fear.

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This poem is palms sweating, heart beating, eyes lurking through the darkness.
This poem is awaking from a nightmare, hiding under the covers.
its being chased by a wild animal.
This poem is an adrenaline rush, a worry, a scare.
Its a pitch dark night, all alone.
This poem is fear..





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