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Night

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He was running.

As the wind blew against his face his hair danced in the breeze. Feet thudding against the ground, faster and faster. He sped through the park trying to make it in time.

It was a cold and scary night.

Frost covered the grand as the clouds swarmed the sky blocking the twinkling of stars. Breathing heavily he walked slowly as his breath crystalised into a white cloud floating into the dark sky.

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