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No matter how much I try
to run away
it comes back for me.
No matter what I do
what I think
it is always there for me.
No matter how bad
how good
or how weighed down I am
it is always there
to release me.
it is a flowing feel
a godly sense
lying through the trees
the grass
and on the wind
a sense so strong
that I feel in another world
another realm.