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Jan 2019
Some of us dream, simply for rest
Others dream for an escape.

An escape from reality:
Our fears,
Our stresses,
Our problems.

A way out, always accessible, always helpful.

Until that from which you are escaping is so heavy,
It follows you.
In reality, and in your dream world.

Where do you escape to then?
You’re trapped.
Where do you run,
When you no longer have anywhere to run.

Constantly tormented,
A dark shadow following your every footstep.
So powerful, it is still right behind you in your dreams.

That is when our minds begin to wither.
We depress and submiss
There is nowhere left to hide from these demons.
We are left with one option:
To Fight.
floW
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floW  20/M/Chicago
(20/M/Chicago)   
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   Brant Bednarz
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