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Do you ever stop and feel the breath of the wind? As it inhales, and as it exhales.

I stand tonight in the field down my house. Down the stairs, through the gate, into the plain ;

It is only a short trip to find yourself surrounded by nothing. 

It is only I and this bright crescent moon, casting its shadow upon the field tonight.

This bright light makes nothing & everything look promising. 

It reminds you that we all live in hopes of a better day, a better future,

One where I am finally free of my mistakes, one where I don’t need to stand in an empty field

In order to feel whole again.

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