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Paranoia is like the color white as you wonder when you gonna die.
And sounds like the ticking of a clock as you wonder if youll be on time.
It tastes like a mother drinking a hot cup of tea wondering if her daughters alright.
And smells like a doctors office while someone waits to get the test results.
It looks like a women looking over her shoulder as she walks down a dark alley.
Paranoia feels like the rough hands of a man afraid of getting sick.





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