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Oct 2014
I feel the need to go away
to run.
You're unstable.
instability is dangerous.
I want to draw away.
Let you find that peace.
That peace that comes when you stand alone
staring deep
into the eyes of the open sky.
The peace that comes
when you close your eyes and free your mind
from all the worries and pain.
That stupid pain that keeps you from being good.
Mary Alexander
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Mary Alexander  The Island of Misfit Toys
(The Island of Misfit Toys)   
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