I felt and laid down on the grown breathing fast and superficially, the dust would move with the breath, and my eyes were everything that showed I still had a life in me.
Then a storm came and with it the rain that spieled the biggest part of the blood, got me frozen but craving for life. She took my hand and stood next to me while I was being transported from the ground to a new home. There I still was attacked by fevers and nightmares... But know...Today I stood up my myself and I'm getting ready to go to the door...There's no blood like ours...
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