I learn
I understand
I realise
and I make the same mistakes
until one day
I say, stop! -actually, I do not say it-
nor I think of it either
and I flee
because I did not feel appreciated.
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I do not want to feel appreciated.
I want to break free
When I run
I am caught
There I am frightened
It hurts
But I have to break free
I must live
And that is the important thing.
I will be eventually blithe.
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