The people are floating helter-skelter like feathers caught in the breeze. The future is fuzzy and uncertain. The situation that had seemed manageable on the other side of the crisis, now looms before them, large and unnerving. They gather together and whisper to each other. They look around, as if expecting their destiny to pounce on them before they are ready. They share their apprehensions and grab any straw that comes their way, hoping to escape from the prowling beast that is their Fate.
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