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Oct 2018
Her hopes and dreams
Always lay in
One day
The day she gets out
The day she finds salvation
So she became a runner
Every hurdle every mountain
She ran through every fire
Seeking happines
Pursuing freedom
Everytime she thought she had it
Suddenly
It would explode before her very eyes
Without reason
Without fault
Everyone and everything was always out to get her
But one day perhaps not today
I'll be strong she'd say
I'll be happy and free
Independent and me

Until time slowed her down
And running was no longer an option
One day
Not today
But perhaps a day
Where only my body remains
My mind will cease
I'll stop running
There would be nothing to flee

When she speaks of that day
Not a grimace on her face
Nor a tear in her eye
No
She awaits it like prayer to be answered
With hope
With love
Like a sure solution
To this damnation
Simpleton
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Simpleton  U.K
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     Shabnam, ---, Paxton and GreenTrees
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