Chapter 29.

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Running Away.


I wasn't running, I was chasing my own peace.
They call it running away. I call it surviving another day.
I left not because I stopped caring, but because staying was killing me.
Running away hurts less than standing still in the wrong place.
Running isn't always about fear, but sometimes it's about freedom.
I just want to run away.




I'm tired.


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