Escape
Run from duty makes me blissful.
Run from sorrow makes me restful.
Run from risk makes me peaceful.
Run from difficulty makes me joyful.
Run from people makes me harmless.
Run from society makes me painless.
Run from things really makes me troubleless.
Run from escaping makes me fearless.
Run from degeneration makes me pious.
Run from godless makes me virtuous.
Copyright © Makoto Ogino | Year Posted 2015
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