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Jun 2016
She left on that deserted highway
Running at top speed
She didn't stop for days
She wanted to stop the bled
Took a few left turns
She found herself lost
She had watched it all burn
Her soul paid the cost
She never wanted to be found
No human contract, none at all
Voices in her mind, the only sound
The wildness in her called
Don't try to follow
She won't let you find her
She'd taken all she could shallow
She's disappeared into herself, she's no amateur
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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