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Sep 2018
Comfort swam over me as the light left the world.
Hidden, I was alone in the quiet.
My mind ached to run.
Screaming, but the world was mute.

The world didn't play along to my distorted melody.

Instead,
it soothed me like a fitful child.

Silhouettes of giants loomed over me.
I stood firm and screamed with my swollen throat.
But,
the loudest sound in the world was in my head.
The earth was deaf to my disfigured temper.

Cold wind kissed my face
Turning tears to ice, and I fell to my knees defeated.
A lonely battle between me and my mind in a beautiful world that only wishes to love me.
Meadow
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Meadow  F/Humboldt
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