momentum presses against my back, across the fields of brown and gold, noone and nothing around me few leaves hold on, the nothing glares blue and white curtain, my mind as two bodies meet but neither move , the feeling of that warm blanket that i remember when i was young returns as the babes in the woods find their way home, like i always knew would i just want to be warm again
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