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It waits beside me and
At times ahead;
Striking, bold and black
It sends dread up
Clawing like dead vines
Amongst my hopefulness.
Till suffocation and then death
Does flow around and contort
This face of mine.
I do not dare utter its name
For fear itβs creeping
Talons around my neck....
β S.R.B
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