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Jun 2015
You can always run, but just know that you'll never, ever stop.
Once you begin to run, facing things become even more terrifying,
than if under normal circumstances.
You can never hide,
these things follow you around like small children in a grocery store.
No matter how well you hide,
whether it's under soil and dirt,
or under your bed,
or even in your own head.
They'll always find you.
Always.
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