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You’re trapped in your nightmare
You escape.
You get away.
You run to the keyboard,
pouring out your fear
your exhaustion
your ecstasy.
.
“The walls are closing in.”
You typed and typed
until the page turns
until you hit RETURN.
.
The walls aren’t closing in.
At full speed,
it was you
heading for them,
running and running.
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