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Anxiety

  • Aisha Majid
  • Oct 24, 2017
  • 1 min read

Anxiety is that moment

after lightning strikes;

When the air still crackles

with the ghost of the flash

When the world holds itself

tight and still, waiting

For the inevitable roll of thunder

not knowing if it will be

A

rumble,

growl,

clap

or

BOOM.

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