Life without boundaries by ezio khoza (naccinucci)

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…With a heavy heart, a heart that felt as if it were being torn in two, I turned and ran. I plunged into the dense foliage, the sounds of struggle and defiance fading behind me. I ran until my lungs burned and my legs gave out, until the alien stars seemed to mock my desperate flight. The freedom I had craved now felt like a cruel joke, a bitter pill I had been forced to swallow alone. The wild, untamed world that had promised liberation now felt like a vast, indifferent wilderness, and I was utterly, terrifyingly alone. The horizon, once a symbol of hope, now stretched before me, an endless expanse of uncertainty.