He yelled.
Alone, yet not alone.
There was nowhere he could run,
no place he could hide
where he couldn't be found.
He longed for quiet,
the serenity he envied in others,
that had wronfully been denied him.
But he was not to have it.
His was an existence,
solely made for the pleasure of his enemy,
Himself.
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