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The air,cold against my skin, Teeth chittering, hair blowing in the wind. My throat parched, Heart stopped beating, I passed. The other realm, Warm like spring. Heart throbbing, I gulp in mouthfuls of sweet air. This realm is heaven I guess, Or just the waiting room to hell.
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Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 5:21 AM UTC
The waiting room
The air,cold against my skin, Teeth chittering, hair blowing in the wind. My throat parched, Heart stopped beating, I passed. The other realm, Warm like spring. Heart throbbing, I gulp in mouthfuls of sweet air. This realm is heaven I guess, Or just the waiting room to hell.
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21/F/India
Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 5:21 AM UTC
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