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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Other · #2010941
The Challenge: Write a four line poem about a sensation without naming it.

There's no one here, no one at all.
But the hairs on my arms have begun to crawl.
My breath has stopped, my chest is tight.
There's no one here, til I turn on the light.

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