A time in the pandemic...
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Running across the fields
My eyes closed
Hands touching the wheat
rough grains tickling my fingers
The warm sun on my face
A happy smile
The never-ending orange field
The light breeze on my face
I'm still running
Just carefree, laughing
Taking in long deep breaths
I open my eyes
I see a mask on me
I hear the siren, where am I going?
Why are my eyes wet?
Why am I on the bed?
Why do I feel suffocated?
What's this pain?
My eyes...oh they are closing
I feel a tear trickle down.
I close my eyes again
To never open them.
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