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Paralysis of The Inner Matrix

Everything went perfectly
and then she was afraid to
cross a simple two lane street.

The Nocturne no.19
Chopin, E minor
is all her brain can hear.

She is wearing only fear.

Her blood is thinning and knees wobble,
others pass her, looking back on her,
standing there, unmoving.
scared.

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