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Far Away From Here

My nights of late
Have been of such state
As have seemed to set
Myself quite sedate

And with each breathe
Of passive unrest
I find myself caring
Progressively less

What if I were to
Leave and start anew
More and more it feels
The ideal thing to do

To just disappear
Escape doubt and fear
And find my own paradise
Far away from here


About Rebecca Ahn

Entrepreneur. Writer. Editor. Warrior. And one Tough Cookie!

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