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I feel closed inside.
My mind led far astray.
Left in a trance, called by a stranger’s dance,
Memories torn away.

Scarred beneath my skin.
Wounds dug by despair.
I want to run, from where I’m from,
Return back when I cared.

Destination undetermined.
My past too far behind.
Standing still, against my will,
To break hold of these binds.

Maybe there’s a reason.
To why I’m held so fast.
Perhaps I thought, naught what I sought,
Myself I’ve found at last.