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She stood amidst the crowd
Cleared her throat,
Her mind as well.
Her fingers sweat, her knees shake,
Opened the question she earlier picked.
She read, her voice trembling,
"Do you believe in fairies? Kindly explain."
A laughter broke from the audience,
Cachinnated devilishly; 
filled the hall.
Her fear grew, slowly enveloping
Her eyes start to water;
Flooding the very windows of her soul.
She opened her lips: now cracked and dry.
She stammers
She tried to reach for words
In the blank state of her mind.
From the crowd a whisper she hears,
Passing through her ears like a slithering snake.
Every hiss punctures her soul
Her spirit and all.
She stood there for minutes;
Minutes that seem like years.
The torment was forever.
She tried to compose herself,
But the snake was herculean.
But all in vain she fought,
Darkness filled her eyes,
The torment was done; 
It's over.
Neither a word or a breath 
from her mouth escaped.
She fell to her knees,
Goodness gracious,
She swooned.

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