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I crawl farther into the corner, Hoping that I can block out the sounds of rage And sights of fear.
I am blinded by a vision of fire Burning in my mind. I am unable to put out the flames.
I sit there, huddled, My knees drawn to my chest, Afraid to breathe.
Help me find a way To escape this lunacy. To live in fear Is hardly living at all.
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