Vibrations
The wind blows against my face, as if every gust of wind is a whisper " Hey there" As I watch the sunset, I take in the sounds around me kids playing in the fields birds, chirpping away a car alarm going off "Do like the sounds of the earth?" I close my eyes and feel the fading light on my eyelids As I feel my goosebumps rising and a warm feel consumes me, I look at the shadows, fading, little by little, for the darkness to set in " You are not alone, We breath, We hurt, We live"
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