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I lay here wanting to blend in
and be forgotten to the world.
I curl up small to fit on this
cold piece of stone.
I have no jacket or shoes on my feet.
I hug myself to keep warm.
I left everything behind
when I ran from you.
(c) 2010 Kimber Michaela
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Sometimes running is the only option we have, though
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Yes ma’am, sadly it is the only option to survive in many cases.❤️
In others having to stay because of other responsibilities is their only option.🙏
Thanks for commenting 🙂
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You’re most welcome ❤️ your words are beautiful and resonate deeply 🙏
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