I seen it...a beautiful man, the long flowy hair, gorgeous eyes, handsome smile, he was staring right at me "John had walked up the big hill and stared at the clouds" what beauty it beholds, I see it all... (is what he thought)...John had been sick for years months now, dreaming of things, seeing unreal things, etc, but the day John had brought up the man over the blue sky, he had described the situation As real as possible, making it seem true.
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I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for pain but nothing happen. He froze smelling me. He pulled away with his eyes wide. He looked my over in shock and I looked at him confused. What was going on? "It's you" he stated. "You're the one"