Dust
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These old towns must've really been something at one point, never been to this one. It got a relatively cool, breeze nice weather and less of them. I sat on a roof to of an old gun store. It didn't have much a few boxes and stray bullets, and a p90. Nothing great. I kept walking around the rooftop, I saw the sunset fade in the distance. The orange light, brightening the horizon highlighted every bit of the dust that floated through the air.
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We looked in the direction of where everyone was and got our guns together. "Stay with me. Don't leave me again. Stay by my side." He said. "Always." I replied. And with that, we ran into the walker packed streets and fought them. 'It was good being human.' I thought.

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