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This anxiety is depressing

This anxiety has my mind always tweaking, Bottled up energy about to blow my beacon, Shattered with everything I am always seeking, Raddled with misery with the fear that is leaking. Depression squeezing, Time slowly seizing Motions always wheezing Coasting and never feeling Roasting and always freezing Fleeing but never leaving

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