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p
walk u
look d
o
w
n
I tell myself
don’t t
r
i
p
they breathe
I gasp
long and deep
In and out
drag of footsteps
t
e r down my face
a
tremble of your breath
cars go by
you sniffle
a child is laughing
Anxious
Relaxed
Tired
i l
In the h l s
I felt it all
And I felt nothing
This poem is about:
Me