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She Ran
She ran. Like a silver bullet
Bolted out of the front door
Slammed it shut behind
Powered up the hill in fury
She unclipped the emotional coil and the deluge of tears flowed
And the vulgar screams
And the gutteral sobs
And she was done
She breathed
Bathed in the glorious sun
Restored, she ran back down
As fast as she could
Before they realised she was gone
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