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walking. fast. don't know how fast.
my fingers are shaking and i can't fokus on stopping them.
can't fokus.
the world's so shaky every time i look around. nothing is silent and unmoving.
even when i stand still and try to stare on one point. i can't.
it's all too shaky and i walk trough the moving mass. the colours mix
non stop.
never ending; my blood rushes in my ears.

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