Number 12

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Being chased in the maze

running away from something

which is getting closer

running as fast as I could

but it kept on getting faster

hiding behind this pillar

catching my breath

silently praying for myself

that it won't get me

holding my breath

as it runs past me

I almost died right there

still shaking for my life

dont know how

I get in the maze in the first place

might be losing my mind

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