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Dec 2018
you see it.
you hold your breath
step, crunch
it turns to dust
step, step, crunch
prickling goosebumps
step, crunch
you walk along
crunch crunch
it gets closer
step crunch
silence follows
as you continue  
crunch
you can almost touch it
silence
you stare
a world of unknown
it stares back
breath.
Written by
Bella  13/F/louisiana
(13/F/louisiana)   
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