In the fields of the calm, lives a carefree mind space, free from all adversities and trauma that interfered with the once calm tidals. 
They crash into each other in panic, as if a strategy to sweep away the heinous tyranny of over thoughts. 
Almost when everything seemed to give into the luring evil, a light appears: one so bright to make them forget the current dilemma but to make them remember the memories of the good - perhaps the bad. 
And so, they live in the happy meadows, dismissing the horrible things that came and attempted to demolish their land.
What was that light, anyway? 
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She/Them
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