Running threw a forest hearing the beautiful noises of the night howls, chirping and who noises still running not fast yet not slow either no one is chasing you just trying to get to a new heavenly body more fitting then this explore the frigid ground under your feet you stop and begin to admire the fascinating woodland before you loving it all hear the watery waste of the ocean waves casting above are stars gazes down at the dry land a ruff feeling under the feet bends down and feels the tiny sand feels soft yet kinda solid the wind is so soft like a spring breeze that travels playfully in the world
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