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Sanity

The noises are so loud sometimes,
I think I'll go insane.
Anxiety levels rising,
I could probably spit some flames.
Anger is not an option here,
although it would be great.
I take a deep breath and hold it in,
or try to count to ten.
Laugh out loud to clear the air.
I think I'll be ok.
Then I'll see a couple of smiling faces,
That takes it all away.

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