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Feb 2014
To run away was a mistake,
I came back and went away
I left where I belonged
Because freedom is what I longed

I decided I'd give it a try
To remind myself running is a mistake
Once we run I mustn't go back
Moving on is difficult for a fact

So I met a man who helped me out
Another woman, with a misunderstood charm
All brought me advice to me in a day
Though your face is what I love to remember for now
Nor were you the one who believed in me, you helped me get up
Out of my chair, he also escaped from home

Four different souls, all spoke to me when there wasn't a way
Stepping into different soil with a language you never spoke.
A new land I'm breathing in, nothing is ever faraway
Iris
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