𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂.

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I run and run away,
But I can never really stray.
For it is you that is my comfort,
It is you who heals my painful hurt.
It is you who gives me safety,
It is you who makes me radical and hasty.
You are my home,
No matter how far I manage to roam.

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