Walk poem

Walk.
Do not talk.
Walk and be.
Walk and be,
and stride forwards towards the sea,
and walk,
but do not talk,
just walk,
and be, be happy,
for if you stay behind there is only misery,
and in your brain how rattled is your sanity,
so, begin your journey in solitude,
and run as fast as you can,
and run like the devil is behind you,
and escape the shadows,
where they plot to belittle you,
and where they plot to damage you,
and where they aim to break your spirit,
and damage your heart,
and damage your beliefs and damage what you feel,
so run, run like the devil is behind you,
and never mind the town that you left behind,
for it is not worth keeping it in your mind,
and it is best that you stride forwards towards the sea,
and if you have to part the sea,
do, anything that you can to escape the town,
that brought you so much unhappiness,
and so much misery,
for they have no minds except of the evil kind,
and you are better off by leaving it far behind,
for there is no life living there and only despair,
so, get the hell out of there,
and go somewhere for which you do care,
yes, go anywhere,
and stay anywhere but there,
for I fear for your heart and mind if you do,
and why the hell should you care to be elsewhere,
for elsewhere is far better than in misery,
and in despair it is true.

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