it was a cold, still night.
i could hear the dogs barking in the distance.
my bones rattled in my skin, and my heart beat off rhythm from my footsteps.
my eyes were having trouble focusing, like someone was messing with a dimmer switch in the back of my head.
It had been a long time and things weren't getting any better.
I felt like i had been wandering the same pattern for days.
the worn down grass from my repeated foot steps, and constant movements, was dying like me.
the familiar tracings were something i was so comfortable with that i was scared to stray away, but i realized that the pattern i was walking, and running, and eventually crawling was your name....
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