What is this persistent dis-ease
That has infested me?
It has settled in and
Refuses to leave me alone.
It just sits there
In the corner of my mind
Staring at me
Its hands reaching out
Just barely
Touching my shoulders.
But still
It holds me down.
Surrounding my very essence
Following my every move
Anticipating every step, every action, every thought
Not quite holding me down
But not quite setting me free.
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