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”How I long to be there,” with mystical visions and vibrating sighs, my eyes caught the wind; and suddenly, I found myself lost in a bitter cold wasteland, a dessert turned blue, while alone facing the night. The oddest thought disturbed my rambling mind, and kissed my cheek with winter’s snow. The grey tundra was splashed an azure glow. Floating in the deep in a transfixed path, Pluto became the wanderer’s home.

i was just walking, i couldn’t stop. i was walking for so long. until i found my self at the top of the highest building in the city. it’s a blur how i got there to be honest. i wish i knew what i was thinking. luckily i was just beginning to sober up when i reached the roof top.
it’s hard to explain but i just know that someone was trying to hypnotize me. i mean, someone did. a little.
i can kind of remember what they look like but its hard to recall. i have so many questions for the people of my mind.
i pushed all the offers of help away because i didn’t want to be remember as the little girl that made everyone cry themselves to sleep at night.
the older and older i get the more i realize i am not afraid to die. not at all. it’s just a set of hormones, a set of chemicals that at the moment they are meant to go off… will. often we surround ourselves obsessing and adoring things that have never been seen, explored, things that aren’t real. living our lives ignoring and being afraid of something we know absolutely does exist, absolutely will come…. death.
don’t hide from what’s approaching. open your mind and your eyes imagine the entire sun coming straight towards you rushing in towards the center of your heart, of your being, let it come, let it be, soak in the light.

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