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In Dreams
Experiencing this leafy playground like falling stars. Reminds me of later days. The sweet sensation of winds upon my face. Tag was our game of choice. Weaving, like needles through the quilt of life. Laughing in the dead of night. Smiling like the moon above. October, my favorite place in time. Running alone, without fear. She breaks through tree branches and vines. Heart pounding. Not aware of the world around her, just the feeling. Breathing is all that can be heard. Running for hours, though heart still enables her to keep going. Quick strides, the next stronger than the last. She sees her goal target. A boy is standing in the straight away. As she runs towards him, she tries to stop. She tries, but seems that she will run into him. She skids, eyes shut and arms unfurled. Her eyes open, but he's gone. Disappeared. She wakes up, cuts on her arms and legs, leaves in her hair. Her worst nightmare. It wasn't a dream.
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