Run Away

January 23, 2010
By daniellew GOLD, Foresthill, California
daniellew GOLD, Foresthill, California
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When everything is wrong
I whip past the trees
until they are only a messy blur.
And I rush from the ground
until it doesn’t exist.
And I get to that place where
nothing matter.


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