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Paranoia
In depth and breadth of shadows, it prowls around always flowing, wafting on air, ne'er making a sound It exists in dejection and rejection, and always found in silence, too loud when its raucous echoes resound No deafening roar of blaring thunder comes with fear It's audible only in a mind, but muzzled to each ear Manifested in visions, without guttural words to hear The threat it poses in a reverie wears an implicit jeer Solitude exhales a stale breath with eager anticipation Quietly seducing our trust with mendacious flirtation Spawned to be the covert wielder of our denigration A stealth mute, besotted on doubt as a form of libation "Take heed, people!" It screams at us without a tongue In song the tune is hummed; the lyrics never to be sung Anguish, leaking acid in which toxins are cleverly sprung Disguised as a protagonist, paranoia's qualms are flung It watches without eyes, trying to keep us in disarray An ever lingering specter, hovering wherever we play In reticent whispers, how deftly it schemes to betray A taunting voice without curses, a message to convey
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