Run From The Past

January 14, 2011
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Now I look back
And see what I have done
I know that it was wrong
All I want now is to run
Sprint away from my fears
And leave them in the dust
I’ll scamper up hills
Through thorn and brush
Then I’ll come knocking at your door
Dear Janus I shall come.

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