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Fight or Flight
Black Dog. Stalking me. Matching
every step. Haunting
my shadow. Nanometre
before manifestation.
My psyche cringes. Ruin’s
proximity creeping fear
into me. One false move. One
trip. One fall. One turn against
the flow, the stalking dog bites.
And I press on. Walk with fear
behind me. I’ve been knocked down.
I’ve got up. I’ve re-built lives.
...Wednesday 2nd August 2017 8:53 am
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