Sweaty palms.
Trembling fingers.
Quickened breathing.
Random flipping of notes.
Fiddling with keys on the keyboard.
It's here.
Tries to take a walk outside in the rain.
Cold wind blows but it refreshes.
Baby rabbits eating grass.
Cold feet in slippers.
A prayer.
It's here.
Uncle T
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