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Jul 2019
The frozen ground, rough under my bare feet
Grass cold and wet
The morning dew carefully balanced on each blade
Glinting in the cold morning light
Rays of sun hits my bare back
As scars and bruises dance across my skin

In the early hours of dawn I stand
Basking in the first daylight
I am chilled to the bone
And it is then that I finally understand, what it means to be alone

Silence carries through the forest
No hint of the life it once held
With every breath I take
I feel my lungs fill with ice cold water

I feel weightless
Like Iā€™m hovering just above the ocean floor
Lightning is filling my head
And I keep my eyes closed
As I wait for the booming thunder to hit
Noah Rein
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Noah Rein  20/Gender Fluid
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   Dan Hess
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