I clutched my stomach
And broke a sweat
This wasn't a dream
No such luck
I counted one to three
Hoping it would set me free
But when I got to a hundred
My heart filled with dread
I sighed and cried
Tears dripping onto the floor
This was just the beginning
The pain would only grow more
No one could help me
I was on my own
But that was alright
Why should anyone else fall down
-Krithika Rangarajan
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