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Sweet Dreams

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I’m sitting in the dark under a tree. The nettles and the grass are wet. I’m lost. I have no idea. I’ll sleep here tonight. None will be the wiser. This feels so liberating. I wept for the absurd arguments overheard. I cried. I sat. I did what few here could. I can’t wait to hear the meadow larks in the morning. Goodnight

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