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I am tired and weary.
My strength is evaporating quickly.
In the distance, I hear the maniacal cackles of monsters.
My mind, body and spirit have entry wounds made by their bullets.
I need to rest, so I lie down in this trench.
A stench of poison surrounds me.
I need to move on, but the weight of these shackles is heavy.
I need to take shelter where no one else can find me.
So I keep searching for somewhere that is warm, loving and safe, and
free from the ties that bind me.
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