Fugitive
Foot after foot each stride unto peace
waywardly silent chasing the sunbeams.
Delving deep rooted to hedgerow low
farther from tumult the further I go.
Diving for cover and driven in sorrow,
ambling vacant through depths of dead leaves.
Submerging from strife and a fierce mire of wrath.
A surging relief as I tread this lost path.
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