Anxiety

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Rhythm pounds a happy beat

1…2…3…4

Slow the heart admits defeat

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Without cause it starts to leap

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Hurtful words confuse it’s beat

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Gentle touch brings sweet relief

With just four beats it’s clear to see,

What anxious thoughts can do to me.

While filled with doubts the heart may be,

It is my Trust that sets me free.

                  By- Lyndsie Brown

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