I thought and it was all clear, I spoke and nothing made sense anymore. Out of my mouth flew rockets, but not far enough to bridge the fields of distance that separate us. This is my car crash. This is me stranded. This is all pitch black. This is the world, and I try to reach for it but I don't reach far enough. It's all nothing when I'm like this. A wind blew into me a wing blew out of me. Leaving me. "We are all so along, so let it go," it said. Wind blow into me, let me fly away from this. Bring me storms, bring me fire, bring me something I know, something familiar. Spoken was a drop on my face, replied was a weakness in my knees.
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