Does anyone knows the edge of the field? Where you can jump on and it flips like a coin being tossed. Do you?

  The more things seem to change, the more I restrain myself from running to that field. The East has trapped me. But I ran here, like a child running from kidnapper mommy and daddy. And I know you'll look in and see nothing here and glance away. The mountaintops are covered by clouds. And I can still find it if you walk all to the top. Yet the answers to the thing I see are seemingly obscure because so.

  Another day of this where I question the night that is to come.

  Ope

  Praise the child for being wise

  Denounce the old for being slow

  Anything that is better and greater

  Anything that forsakes the order

  Advancement in our specs and in our feet

  We'll run faster and fall softer

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  Changes made to defy

  Questions made to obscure

  Another age arise and forgets nature law

  Her nail never grew past its length that year and the sadness that drown her never return. The only agony she faces now is bound to flush her clean. For when she looks down at her nail she sees the sight of her sitting next to her forgotten better half. She runs when she sees that vision, it scares her that she'll never be that. That she'll never be as glorious as what she thought of her former better half. She runs. Facing away, turning her back at what she had praised, out of fear she'll never have it too— then tormented to live in envy. Fear holds one in a chokehold and turns their beautiful blue sky to a grey dark land.

  People run out of fear, trying to go back to what they know, afraid of what is to come— believing they are destined for doom and hurt.

  Those who seek to run back will face the guards who form a wall you see no end of, and when they approach you'll see them soldiers. The soldiers will start tipping down the mountain, rolling like tumbleweeds. The guards with the Glocks and the soldiers set to chase.

  If this land flips like a coin then I'll have made it back, just jump high and land right at home.

  But Bola, what about those days when you had ran East and away?