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Feb 2017
The city's behind me.
I run as fast as I can
As I get into my forest
Escaping from the monsters
That are chasing me.
I look for a place to hide
At this empty, cold life
I'm one step beyond
My own salvation
And one step ahead
My fears
I hear whispers in the dark
From desolated souls
That were not able to come back
From their hiding place
That couldn't survive
The monsters in this world.
I must do that
*I must fight.
Beatriz M
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Beatriz M
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