I'm tired.
Too tired to have to face the cold, dark reality of my unforgiving life. I feel this constant, this terrible ache in my temples.
Run, so I will feel that sense of temporary liberation.
Run, because I've already lost half the battles.
Run, so nothing can catch me.
Run, so nothing can hurt me.
Run, because it's what I do best.
I'm ready to
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