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Into the woods, I flee,
yearning to be set free.
I don’t know which way to go.
I turn around, to and fro.
A light shines between the trees.
I peek between the thick leaves.
No one is along the path.
I can do the simple math.
It’s them against me.
I’ll never be free.
You capture the sense of being hunted so well, Susanne!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you. I realized it matches both of my series, where the heroine is pursued at some point. This must say something about my personality.
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