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Escape Artist
Walking among a wood
Of words,
I walk freely.
Take me away
From this little town,
And bring me to
Greater things.
Spinning in circles,
Erasing the past
From my mind.
I grow wise
From these old tales,
Experiencing life
Without living.
The mind of an adult
In the body of a child.
Hours swing by
Without recognition,
For I feel this
Is now my home.
Walking among a wood
Of words,
I escape the harsh reality.
The best of them all,
Unafraid to start
The next journey.
Of words,
I walk freely.
Take me away
From this little town,
And bring me to
Greater things.
Spinning in circles,
Erasing the past
From my mind.
I grow wise
From these old tales,
Experiencing life
Without living.
The mind of an adult
In the body of a child.
Hours swing by
Without recognition,
For I feel this
Is now my home.
Walking among a wood
Of words,
I escape the harsh reality.
The best of them all,
Unafraid to start
The next journey.
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