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Anger washed over

Me all over,

Yet it was not there a moment ago

While I was listening to the sound of the world

Passing by me,

What made this,

What created this

Awful unwanted yet constantly occurring predicament?

Life seems unbearably dull without it.

But no

I won’t kneel to this watchful dog,

I know it’s been summoned by his master,

Fear.

In this life of secure measures,

Fear is pointless,

Fright out of fashion,

Adrenaline dosed up by horror movies.

What paper world we have!

ZB

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