Anxious

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The moment I set foot
In that place
To choose my goat
I was so stressed as I didn't know
What I should do

My heart was racin
Felt like I ran a 100 mile race
I'm sweating like crazy
My hands are shakinn
Way too anxious

Someone who was letting
Others try out a bottle of something
Which was made to help
With several things
They let me try it

It worked very quickly
Brought mg anxiety down some
Once I picked my goat
Was when I truly felt better
A heavy burden off my shoulders

I was still anxious and wanted to write another poem. Hope you enjoy this poem and the last one too.

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