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 On The Run
why am i always afloat?
stretched so thin and bare within,
constantly cut at the throat.
hurried time or crying eyes,
maybe this world makes me choke.
pressured and half asleep,
craving for something i cannot eat.
always on the run.
Susan Landers
Copyright 2009 Susan Landers



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