Running Like Hell

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I stumble over tree roots

As I run from the demons.

These demons

Always find me,

No matter how far I run,

How much I try to hide.

I mess up my footing,

Trip over the root.

The world fades around me

As the demons engulf me 

Into their shadows. 


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