Surrounded by the crisp clean air. The Earth came up and surrounded me like a blanket. Leaves formed around me forming a cacoon. I sunk into the damp soil, but somehow didn't get consumed by the Earth's crust. I laid surrounded by bright green leaves, the smell of the soil, I was then pure.
Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 12:25 AM UTC
Surrounded by the crisp clean air. The Earth came up and surrounded me like a blanket. Leaves formed around me forming a cacoon. I sunk into the damp soil, but somehow didn't get consumed by the Earth's crust. I laid surrounded by bright green leaves, the smell of the soil, I was then pure.
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