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Scared Stiff
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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Abdul Malik
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