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~*~

All at once the water around me dried up, revealing a field full of pastel flowers.

I spent a few short days there before I saw your silhouette in the distance. You reached me fast, and maybe that's why everything seemed like it would be okay.

But already I can see the overcast coming in like a cloud of smoke and the cycle starting all over.

I start to fall yet again, knowing I'm starting the beginning of my end.

For reasons unknown, I'll keep obliterating my world for you again and again and again until I see nothing but the gray overcast.

~*~

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