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Mar 2017
They told me to run
But I wouldn’t listen
They told me to move
But I wouldn’t go.
They told me to listen to warnings;
Pleading,
Dear child,
You’ll never survive it if you do not go.
But I couldn’t move from the point I had reached,
A giant cavern stretched out before me.
And I’ll I could hear was laughter in my ears
And all I could see was water from tears.

They told me to run,
But I didn’t listen
They told me to move,
But I couldn’t go.
Now I am falling faster through climbing walls
Wishing I hadn’t fallen for you.
-ALC March 12, 2017
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