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Cascaded 2

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Where was it worse?
Your breath cutting out,
then the horizon fluttering
into darkness
and your heartbeat skips a fractal
knocking on a door
spiralling into a process of panic
taking on the fear in
everybody’s eyes,
your senses first of all
pulled across the void
then the shake of your body
carrying you upwards.

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