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Apr 2014
I’m running.
So fast,
And so far.
But I cannot escape.

It clings.
And it follows.
Ever present,
Always there.

It haunts me.
I hide,
But it finds.

Every waking moment.
Every corner of my dreams.
I've learned,
You can’t out run your thoughts.
Brynn Louise
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Brynn Louise
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   ryn, --- and Joshua Haines
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