Hermitting

I went away
But not very far
Though I ran fast
And I ran hard

I tucked myself
Into a space so small
Passersby
Couldn't see me at all

I left the pain
And tears behind
I left the love
And all that was mine.

I'm crawling back now
Out of that hole
I want to turn back now
But on I must go

The work never ends
For the weak and the weary
Yet no matter how I bend
I will keep love near me.

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