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Dreams

Goodbye

A time in the pandemic...

Picture credits:- Google


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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