Running

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    Running

    Running from the lies
    Free and wild
    Nat a care in the world
    Just me and the wind
    Nothing to look forward to
    just something to look back on
    Nothing good has happend
    Running into pitch black darkness
    Running to the end of the world
    you cant stop me now

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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