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Anxiety �
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Christian The quick intake of breath an entire nation draws in
and holds tightly a decade long;
feeling the coming presence of evil and the awaiting reign of terror.
The crumbling of every resistance to a single emotion no matter how strong.
An emotion that can weaken all defenses and blur sight and sound.
The knowledge of all mortal times coming to an end
to meet with the Maker, Creator of all, Perfection itself.
The increasing thrum of the heart as the knees begin to quiver and bend.
Leaving the sun to sink below the horizon and darkness to encircle the land
And the only light left, a candle dimly lit, flickering between light and dark.
