And swung it across my shoulder.
Quiet as a mouse,
So not to wake anyone from their slumber,
I started towards the large window.
The perfect limbo
Between reality and a dream,
The light of the moon
Poured in its soft beam,
Highlighting the dark corridor.
A sudden creak of the wooden floor
made my heavy heart race.
After a moment of silence,
I looked around the familiar space
For the final time.
Opening the window, I began to climb:
And I didn't stop
Until I reached the ground.
I took one last look up
At my past
And then I ran as fast
As I could towards my future...
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