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how funny it is
that there was a time
when i ran from storms
and now there's one inside me
which i can't seem to escape from
the faster i walk
the harder it chases me
the more i try to avoid it
the louder it roars
the more intensely i will for it to go away
the bigger it becomes
maybe i'll lose soon
or maybe i'll let myself get caught up in it
who knows
maybe that's where i belong

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*fond of war; warlike