White Skies

White Skies

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The tree's green gloves seem to glow under the setting sun. My surroundings have always been very mashed together fuzzier than the moss i sit on. As my back soaks up heat underneath my little tree I start to think of how you came into my life, and made everything clear.
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I woke to my limbs sore and my head hurting. I didn't open my eyes but chose to feel around me instead. I could feel leaves and grass underneath me along with the wind sliding along my skin. I could hear bugs and animals around me, along with the trees swaying. I could smell the fresh air around me. Then i opened my eyes to see the moon above my head through the trees. It shined so bright, and it made its own light in the sky.

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