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June 9, 2011
By AmberDarling SILVER, Stephensville, Texas
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Walking down a narrow hall
I feel my back against the wall
There's no progress
There's no movement
My feet are stone
As I stand all alone
I open my eyes
Gasp for air
The floor drops from beneath me.

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