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3. Heart to Heart
It was all just a little fairytale
Where life would come with sticks and stones to press me down
I felt alone,
Lost in a whirlwind of emotions and undefined infinities.
I badly needed to escape…but their hold was bloody
What could my escape plan be?
Would people be able to tell stories about me?
About my life?
A complete biography of my true self
I was most certainly drunk in with this place,
High on its contents and fables.
My only escape was Christ Jesus…
And I needed this escape
More than I required my own life.
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