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Mar 2012
the bad dreams on repeat, again. every night, the same dream.

im running, i cant see behind be but i know whos there.

its loud. dark. far.

my legs dont exist, but im still running.

they are giant.

i feel them close.

oh please.

save me.
Written by
Sonny Duong
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