Standing at the end of the line
and waiting till they say it is time,
eyeing all those mountains to climb.
The easy road looks so appealing
And in my blood, cold fear's congealing.
Slimy fear dripdripping,
slicking over reason
smothering calm
breeding worms of panic
that slither through my being,
winding, binding
stronger and tighter
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