That Place
Its where you know backwards
And laughter in the trees
Its where you see faces with names
But no personalities
Its like a small hole
Thats almost buried alive
But you escaped That Place
And somehow survived
You go back when you have to
To That Place over there
Its where you remember
But not where you care
Your life goes on fast
In a New Place somewhere
Lucky you, you escaped
That Place over there
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