Leaving to find peace
While losing a piece of me in the process
Paralyzed by pretension in a peculiar pattern
I run
As if the world was endless and the stars recklessly reached infinity regardless of rules.
Admittedly time and space never made any sense in solitude
Perhaps I passionately ponder in the unknown
What life would be like
If I could just stop leaving.
Anahita Kay 
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