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Fear rapped her hands around my throut,
I struggled to breathe freely.
She was both hot and cold,
And I shivered and sweated in her presence.
The more I saw the more she grasped,
And I couldn't move her away.
She fed and fed on my breath and sweat,
But yet it didn't satisfy her hunger.
I shut my eyes and pleeded,
She losened her grip.
She had a heart of stone,
But it was a heart all the same.
Then a comforting voice came,
"Come on, jump!"
I looked back down and told myself,
"Jump or she'll be back."
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