Sometimes the walls close in so fast, she doesn't feel like she can breathe a lot and the only way out is to break through them and run away. So fast and so far away that all that is left behind is a haze of dust that refuses to settle down.
But as she stops and looks around she realizes, she was the one who was always there and the world had broken into her walls.
And that's when its all crystal clear,that its this she has to really run away from - her innocence, guilelessness . Her vicious naivety.
The struggle is on to find a way to define it, find it, ensure its alright and safe and then try and lose it.
For better or worse. For her.
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