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“Fear's icy fingers, tight around her throat, In a sea of dread, she's barely afloat. No anchor, no light, just shadows that leer, in the grip of confusion, she's frozen in fear.” — Grey Valley
Fear's icy fingers, tight around her throat,
In a sea of dread, she's barely afloat.
No anchor, no light, just shadows that leer,
in the grip of confusion, she's frozen in fear.