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I'm running.
I don't know how I started.
I don't know how to stop.

I'm running.
Not physically,
But mentally.

I'm not running to anything.
And I'm certainly not running from anything.

I'm just running.
Keeping a steady pace,
Never stopping to slow down,
Never daring to walk.

My mind won't stop,
It goes in 5 different directions.
And I'm caught in the madness.

I just keep going,
Going,
Going.

Gone.

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