twenty seven

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It's quiet for awhile
until its not.
Until something strikes,
the smells hit your nose harder as your heart thumps louder.
Your hearing tunes into everything
You see everything but god it burns
Taking it all it, it seems almost impossible.
And this mass compiling ontop pf your shoulders as your footing becomes less stable.
Falling, you can feel it. You need to get out
But how, you're are stuck.

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