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Air...

So fragile, so strong.

Trying to grasp it as it slides pass my fingers.

I sometimes see it as I move my hand across the wind watching as it split.

But I could never seem to destroy it.

And I know it'll never give me the satisfaction.

"Very good idea, Mr. Devont. Do you think it could work for a person who was naive in love until their heart broke?" The Director asked as he turned towards me.

"That was the plot."

Oh mah gawd it's so cringe-worthy! Please vote to show me that I'm not a complete heap of crap!

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