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Running and Hiding

I don't even know why I am running,

Or why I want to run,

I just know this that I don't want to be followed,

By the uninvited feelings,

On paths that lead me to you.

So I hide until I know,

I can fight them,

Before they kill me.

Photo by Vladislav Murashko from Pexels


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