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Where do you think you're going?
I thought we were having fun
You don't understand
Bad things happen when you run
You had no reason to be scared
Nor a reason to try and escape
In the end, you'll be covered in dirt and leaves
And a web over you, much like a drape
You can't run forever
You'll soon fall into your own doom
Your irrational fear and thoughts of me
They'll help the dirt be your tomb
The last sound you hear
Will be the mourning of a loon
The last sight you see
Will be the unforgiving light of the moon
You need not worry, however
There won't be any unnecessary pain
Sure, you may feel it and maybe hear it
But you might even learn to fain
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Why Do You Run?
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