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Mar 2020
Chasing behind Every echo in my head,
So cold am I now, forget all I've said.
Searching for silence, I face my brick wall,
Circle back yet again, or break it and fall?
How far can you get, when running in place?
Protected by walls, that leave no escape....
Confused and afraid, I stare back at me,
The image distorted, my demons, all I see
You reach out your hand, offering sanity it seems,
Bricks start to crumble,  I run and I scream.
Written by
Peggy
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