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She ran very far, they say.
Far enough where water would never stray. It's dry and cold, it's said she was tired of being controlled. Far, far, away they say. I heard the journey took longer than a day. She ran and she ran from all she thought was what she dreamed. She ran to a place where everything is what actually seemed. For every false laughter to the rushed Happily Ever After. To a child on the way, no way to make a husband stay. Divorce is just a factor in every....Happily Ever After. They say she ran away from all empty matters. Far, Far away they say. So far where no secrets lay. No sweet dreams, no nightmares to rain. Just the reality of all what remains. The truth of the lies which everyone lives. Grow up, rush marriage, have a few kids. You live, you learn, you grow and die. Tired of the rules someone has made for this life. Far, far away they say. And they say, and they say, and they say again....But are they the right ones to listen to in the end? Far, Far, away. Away from their whispers, away from....THEY.
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