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23/03/2025 11.15 pm
Category: Writing and Poetry
Walking throught the forest, just trying to... The wind touching my skin, my hair, feeling it as it takes away stories I've never lived before, but I can feel them slipping away from my hands. Do I even feel alive? Am I even alive? What am I? Why am I here? As I get deeper into the forest the sun starts to fade in between the leafs of the trees, I start to twirl, the wind is lifting me... taking ... » Continue Reading