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There are no clouds above me. The sky here is so… blue, or is it? A million shades of a million different colors create a blanket of light above. The colors swirl about in the sky as if they are dancing with the birds above me. As I lay here and study the dance between the lights and the birds, I am at peace.
A virgin smell wisps past my nose, as if to dare me to fol
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I close my eyes and inhale deeply. As the breath of life begins to fill my lungs, a brisk tapping sound startles me. Their eyes well up, and their tears begin to rain down upon us. The peaceful swells of air from their wings keep the birds afloat above me. Their tears are not of sadness but of joy, as a mother and a son reunite. My eyelids fight my efforts to raise them. It slowly begins to take on the shape of a human form. The smell causes memories of joyous times to fill my mind. These are not diamonds, but carefully handcrafted bits of sand. They caress me with their peace as they roll down my body.
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