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Anxiety
My suit of flesh needs to go
Beneath the skin
The restlessness grows
How do I begin
Where are the seams
To open this bag
And silence my screams
Beneath the skin
The restlessness grows
How do I begin
Where are the seams
To open this bag
And silence my screams
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