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Picture yourself
as you’re running through the meadow
Pure terror, tachycardia and a headache

Your lungs are eating air
as fast as they could manage
Your bare feet can almost make it on the rocks

Your eyes are red, wide open, tearing
You keep them focused forward
Your thoughts incomprehensible
Just fog

There’s something roaring chasing you
You feel it’s gonna eat you
No don’t look back, oh no
oh no, oh no, just run

Run

It doesn’t have a purpose
it doesn’t have form
It won’t have any mercy

You’re gonna be its dinner
you’re gonna be its lunch
the moment that it touches you

Your hair raise up to sweat out
the fear that traps your heart
Your teeth prepare their last stand

You run as fast as you can and
the landscape’s all blurred out
You jump and fall and stand up
jump and fall and stand up run!

Run!

And all you seek’s a tree to climb
but obviously there’s none
And all you seek’s a bush to hide
they were here but they’re gone
And suddenly your brain connects
That protein kicks it in
The channel to your mouth adapts
Your talking skills begin

And you shout:
Damn
Oh
Damn!

And you think:
Why
Oh
Why?!

It was supposed to shelter you, you knew it, oh, so well
You ask yourself “what did I do wrong?”

You’re filled with disappointment and sadness and grief
that tear your heart in tiny little pieces

You think you could be angry but that treason is too strong
and there’s no time to assess anyways

You choose to live today and die a little from tomorrow on
because you have to understand what went wrong

What did you do wrong?
What went wrong?
What did you do wrong?

And then you see a wall ahead
a giant wall of stones
and right and left there’s no way out

The chances of you making it are getting thinner now
Whatever chases you is getting close

You stumble on a rock that moves
you almost lose your balance
You see it rolling alongside your steps

Then someone comes and fills your head
Authoritarian voice
You lend your body to her words that say:

Stop
Pick it up
Turn around
Aim

Close one eye
Hold your breath
Take the chance
Throw

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from The library of Jane Goodall, released October 25, 2022

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