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Date Posted: 12:26:13 07/01/01 Sun
Author: Ma
Subject: Running

So now here I am. I am running as always just a little bit faster. And YOU watching me. Sometimes I am so sure that you do not exist because YOU hurt too much. The whole world is hurting, so many things go wrong, yet, you just sit there and watch. Surely, no sane person would be able to watch all that. I don't blame you for the things people have done to themselves of each other. But sometimes you could do something. To help to those who needs it and let go of those who want to go.
Let me go for I have nothing to gain and nothing to give. Living is a punishment. Take is as a last wish. Let me go please.
You can see that. I am running away knowing that's what I shouldn�t do. So I come back to do what people keep telling me. But the words are wrong and the time is wrong as well. So I hide. I hide and miss. I miss talks about things others are going true. The happy one or maybe the sad one. I live on other people's lives. Yes, I can here that. Like a limpet. But it was nice. Like a calm ocean wrapped around my shoulders. Like a little family. I wish I never learned about those who played games. I miss the old times when everyone was a part of our nice room. They are all gone just as the Seashell and gem are.
Please let me go. I've been running away from people for so long that no one would even see that I am not here.
It won't matter to anyone. Please, think about that.

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