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Short breaths

Short breaths

I'm falling from a latter yet I'm standing on the ground 

All I hear is chatter no one else can hear a sound

Something's very wrong but
I really don't know what 

I feel it when I breath and I feel it in my gut 

Now I start to panic and I really don't know why 

Days without anxiety are in a short supply

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