Momentum presses against my back, across the fields of brown and gold. No one and nothing around me. Few leaves hold on, the nothing glares. Blue and white curtains my mind as two bodies meet but neither move. That warm feeling of the warm blanks i remember when I was young returns as the babes in the woods find their way home jus tlike I always knew they would. I just want to be warm again.
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