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Continuously sprinting, whatever exit,
Thickened brush, darkened forest, no path,
Briefly paused moment, recognition of relief, repeated scenery, overweighting it,
Consumed by fear, its boldness drastically reducing the steps gained,
Run! Run! Faster!
Constant branches crippling the view, smacking, ripping, and holding,
Narrowing sight of opened paths closing, falling back to the original beginnings,
Not escaping the nightmares of inner turmoil,
Wake up! Please!
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End.
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