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how thankful i am for living on this land alone
untouched by the pain that circulates on its own
my own little world, where nothing goes unheard
thank god I stayed running from the herd
away from the norm that was set for me
far from what they’d call destiny
i’ve been protected, sheltered, saved from their pain
i’ve grown to know better, learned from their mistakes
i’ve been given the space to dream
i’ve been given the space to breathe
a pack of wolves around a sheep
here, i’ve escaped their bloody teeth
i’ve learned to fear and flee
learned to live and lead
on this land alone, i see
the moments fold in front of me


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