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Caged

I wonder why I find it so tough to refrain myself from worrying too much for no reason.

Being anxious or having panic rise from the pit of your stomach while you’re spending a quiet afternoon within the confines of your home is something I don’t understand at all.

It’s not about the over thinking or being under pressure for some reason but about an alienated thing buzzing in the cages of my body.

 
 
 

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