Never be able to get away
Nothing will ever change
Run as fast as you want

The scenery might shift
Temperatures will sway
But nothing will change

And you’ll still be
Approximately where you were
Thousands of miles ago

So much length of
Spooled and coiled
Dead memory

So much to sift through
So much to burn
Overwrite and purge

Not enough time
None at all
And no speed to run

Troves of dead memories
Trailing behind the vain
And desperate run away

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