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Consternation

Chest begins to tighten Lungs begin to fail Heart begins to race Mind becomes cloudy Vision becomes impaired Whispers become screams All eyes are on you All breaths are down your back All arms are holding you down Take deep breaths Count to ten Think your way out What is logic What is truth What is real How do you make it stop How do you think How do you make it okay Look around you Listen to the sounds Feel the hands I know that face I know that voice I know that touch Everything will be okay

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