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Nov 2012
It's better than it's ever been before.
She believed everyone could be free.
She pictured in her mind all the places she wanted to be.
This place was worn out and dragging her down.
That is when she knew where she belonged.
Out on her own, where she knew she could be free.

All she needed to take with her was all she learned before.
The past and all things familiar,
She moved along, and then she moved on.

Slipping away in the night, before they knew she was gone.
At last, she was free from their words, at last.
So long Baby. Goodbye Little One.
The world is yours, give what you can, take what you need.

She thought, it's better than it's ever been before.
She looks hopeful out a motel window as the rain begins to pour.
On my own, things will be so much better.
She is all alone now, far from all their wise words.
What does the future hold?
She searches through her mind and watches the cold rain fall as the traffic roars.
On this busy night she searches for something familiar, but all is lost and left behind.
Nothing is comforting like it had been before.

She is in this place and knows she is afraid.
Afraid to be all alone.
But she finally feels so free.
She searches for answers, wanting to know so much more.
She pictures all the places she's been and gone to, but after all that time it means nothing at all.
But isn't it better than it's been before?
Where does she belong?

She knows it is not here.
She is not free, like she thought she would be.
She smiles to herself and packs up her few things,
She travels back along the path from where she came before.
Old familiar places and old familiar smiling faces greet her at the door.
Her old familiar ways and things that used to be meet her again in a short time.

She quietly slips in through the backdoor before they even notice her.
This is where she belongs, this is where she is free, and promises never to leave.
Written by
Emily Thompson
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