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5/10: night poetry (& #crowdfunding)

Escape.
Breathe.
The cycle
Threatens me
My sanity
My soul.
It looms in the
Darkness
Surrounding me.
Running
It keeps my pace.
Stop
Please.
Leave me be.
I have nothing to
Offer.
I am spent from
Running for so
Long.
I want to be free.
It keeps nipping at my heels.
Escape feels impossible.
The shell I peel off and
Leave behind.
Take that.
For I have
Nothing more.

~Amanda (still #crowdfunding as well)

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