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Poem about agoraphobia (no idea how that's spelled) and one of the fleeting thoughts I've had with it.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 41 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-22-06 - id: 2198206
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If I were to look out
And see all the people
Perhaps I would understand
All of their troubles
But perhaps all the trauma
Would just bring me down
And it wouldn't matter
That I'd bothered to look out
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