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Tap, Tap, Tap
My leg goes up and down
Thump, Thump, Thump
My heart rate goes up

In and out I repeat to myself like a song
My breathing isn't steady it's as quick as a lighting bolt
The worry seeps into the clouds of despair

Which sit above me sucking up all my air
My head fills with questions and the thoughts begin feeding the clouds of despair
While I begin to shake to my core

Tap, Tap, Tap
My leg goes up and down
Thump, Thump, Thump
My heart rate goes up
Why is it that the smallest things set me off?
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