It was numbing at first.
A real crash into what felt like nothing.
But I crawled off the floor, and found my way.
I had to realize, it was just another day.
I had been here before, and I made it through.
I can do this again.
It's what I've got to do.
But only 2 days have passed.
And each consisting of a kind of escape.
They told me I can run as far as I want...
It'll just take me longer to get home..
Where is home?
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