39 | with anxiety, you can never win

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a deer in plain sight

wee hours of the morning

first day of hunting season

wide eyes

slamming hearts

havoc unfolds

sprinting,

in, out,

left, right,

quick! hide!

too late.

headlights stare

an illuminating glare

game over, love

face it head on

or take to your heels,

fail either way.

- anxiety hits like a freight train

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