Dreams, Contrasts and Realities

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Running Away --- break ---

I want to run away,
Before you notice I am gone,
I am gone.
A hundred miles from here,
Where you will never find me.
Do you think of me at night?
Perhaps amidst your own candle light,
Do I haunt your dreams?
Or stir emotions,
That frightens your soul,
Do you want to run far away?
Out of sight out of mind.
Before I look,
Will you be gone?
Lost like starlight,
Gone in a second,
Hidden from sight,
I must run.

Even I know that,
Even though my heart needs,
To run into your open arms,
My mind sees they are closed to me,
I must run.

Even though running away,
Won't solve anything at all.
Perhaps you will know,
Where to find me,
Where I will lay my head,
Waiting,
To see if they send you,
To fetch me back,
Or whether your feet,
Following your heart,
Seeks me out.

Perhaps not.

But I know this,
I must start,
By running away,
And who knows yet,
What end may come to us?

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