I feel a sense of unease,

Of slight trepidation,

A knotting in my stomach,

Waiting for a revelation,

My gut is trying to tell me,

That caution lies ahead,

Filling me with anxiety,

Restlessness and dread,

This feeling is not new,

It’s been here many times before,

But until now I did not listen,

Then trouble landed at my door,

So now I must be vigilant,

I must be on my guard,

The signs sent to me,

I must not ignore nor discard,

I am hoping I am wrong,

This portent, this paranoia,

Waiting for the walls to crumble,

And reveal the dark destroyer.


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