Get Out Of Here

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And then he looked at me.
With gentle, calloused hands he reached down
And peeled me up, off the floor.
I could see the
Determination in his
Eyes
Hear the resolve in his
Voice.
“When you are ready my dear,
The choice is clear.
Let’s make a run for the door
And get out of here.”

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