The answer
I have no idea what to do. Just don't get why life is so crazy? And I don't want it this way. But running is never the answer. I might feel like leaving. But running can't be the answer. Those I love, I can't see. Cause I'll be leaving them behind. And I won't get to do the stuff I enjoy. Cause I be running away and since when was running ever the answer?
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