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By Submitted by: Helen Duarte
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Is it happening? is it coming? rush to my head pause. wait. pause. listen.

Is it happening? is it coming?
rush to my head
pause. wait. pause. listen.

blank/stop/blank/stop
it's here its taking me
heart racing
vision…unclear

pounding in my ears
I can’t see at all
people are staring
I’m going to fall

I’m dying I'm not going to make it
I can’t breathe, some one help me please
can’t you see I’m trying to ….

I have to keep breathing
flashbacks aren’t real
I left that place years ago
no sand no booms here

breathe in and breathe out
I'm fine I'm okay
It’ll pass like before
I can make it go away

I’m still here
my heart is fine

I can see again
I survived

you’re alive

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