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Any noise, any sudden movement Any voice calling me, A step outside my door A shadow in the street A creaking stair The rustling of fallen leaves A tap on my shoulder, Sets my heart pounding My legs growing roots My blood turning cold My soul beginning to freeze... I play possum! ~12/11/22 ~Contest: A Brian Strand Premiere Choice #54

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Date: 12/11/2022 5:36:00 PM
You set the emotion well!
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