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Perplexed by his surroundings, Jack stood motionless, quite sure that he was on the brink of madness,
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| Jack my friend, your right where you belong, where you’ve always belonged. | |
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Startled, Jack proceeded to look around, but could not process what the bird had said so he started to run. Nevertheless, the bird caught up and flew beside him.
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| Jack, Jack, where are you running? You can’t escape yourself; you can’t escape who you are | |
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Jack did not pay attention as he was sure he wandered into the park, yes, that had to be it. How else could this be explained?
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