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Water seeping into my shoes

But I didn't care

I didn't wanna look back.

Something was behind me.

Stalking me. Following me.

Although silence was all I heard.

I didn't just run- I sprinted across.

But the faster I went

The closer it got.

There was nothing left to do

but turn around and face what I ran from



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A shadow of myself long ago.