Sight
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Sounds
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Taste
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Feeling
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Touch
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Smell
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Lights
Clouds
Dust
Reflections
Red smoke
Solid dirt ground
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Soft voice calling
Chimes blowing in the wind
Rushing wind blowing around
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Dusty
Dry
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Dry
Dirty
Alone
Scared
Anxious
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Dry
Cool
Brisk wind
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Like a summer day
Sunny with a chance of rain
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Was it here? Would this eternal search finally be over? I had been through a lot. As a kicked at the reddish brown dust I was standing on, I thought about the last few years of my life. I was internally broken, left alone, depending on everything that was killing me from deep down the inside. I raise my head, straining my eyes to the bright light that had formed above. The wind rushed around me. Chills traveled up and down my spine, as the brisk breeze stung my cheeks. I put my hands in my pockets and tried to convince myself that all that had happened the past years was gone. My supposedly calming thoughts did just the opposite. My whole heart felt like an open wound just waiting for someone who cared enough to heal it. The next moment dragged on for elapsing moments. The howling, chilling wind stopped. I realized I hadn’t been breathing properly and weakly gasped for the cool air. I was ready to let go. Suddenly the sky turned a dark eerie red. I lifted my arms and cried out to who I knew would find me. “I’m sorry! Forgive me!” That light that had been above me before returned and the darkness fled from the sky. It felt as if internal chains broke in side me as again I squinted to lift my eyes to the light. Everything was quiet. Briefly I heard the peaceful sound of what seemed like wind chimes, followed by a voice whisper “You are free, my child.”
MOOD: Alone, Desperate, Needing Hope
