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seasonally relevant |
| Festive Nightmare 'Tis the season for palpitations More so this year than ever before Money is tighter than I could have ever dreamed Yet expectations have not decreased accordingly. I love the festivity, the colors, the flavors, Previously restricted but never like this A meager onlooker wistful, wanting, Hans Christian Andersen springs to mind The little match girl in the snow I try the breathing exercises But my throat remains constricted, My screams are inwards and silent My face determined to conceal Breathe, breathe, and breathe, Tinsel induced heart attack. |