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the escapist

The escapist
 
He is over eighty
tried to escape
down a seven-floor flat.
Safely down
using the stairs
he had forgotten
the car key.
He sat down and cried.
A voice said,
there is no escape
death will
always be with you.
Wherever you go.

Written by oskar
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