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I’m being smothered in the lack of empathy.
And the awareness that something is chasing me.
There is no one to share the dark hollow space.
Or to calm the fear of running an unfamiliar race.
The are the shadows and figures that remind that we are near.
And the whispering voices that induce fear.

By Tokoni O. Uti.
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