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Author: eja-SAN
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/General - Published: 05-08-08 - Updated: 05-08-08 - Complete - id:2514906
I run through the woods

I run through the woods

Not able to stop, needing to go

The leaves stick to my feet, making them feel heavier

The trees whir by in sickening color

I feel the rain pounding down on my back, soaking through my coat

I hear those people behind me, coming for me

The roots are all trying to trip me, but they miss

The woods are behind me now, I feel like I could fly

So goodbye woods, I’m sure I’ll see you soon

The next time; when I hit the ground at another all time low

Or the next time I decide I need to fear and run from where I go to now

I run and run, never stopping gasping for air

Then all gets bright and I burst into a field

I see a girl curled up arms holding her legs to her chest

She sobs quietly, watching the animals

The birds circling and the animals playing their natural instruments

Mesmerized, inspired I sit and watch

Right on the edge of the field, near a small house

I watch as nature sympathizes with a small child

All of a sudden, the child stops sobbing and looks at the sky

She loosens and sits up



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