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World through mine eyes explore,

tilting chaotic grey galore,

setting in panic smeared colors -

Does one understand propriety?

Keeping oneself upon crunched dubieties,

mine becomes unshielded & swerving;

curving inward in hopes to grope comforting variety,

there is no treatment to combat with that vehement anxiety -

assist calming chest,

before emotional arrest,

no pleasures found competing against furrowing pests.