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| I smell the spices in the air as the wind brushes gently across my pale skin. I hear the sounds of snapping twigs and birdsong, with the flowers in full bloom in which the sun shines upon. I feel the warmth from the fire on my bare aching feet. I feel that burning sensation that burns inside of me. These are the kind of moments we live for. To hear your loved ones fast asleep. No arguments. Just peace. I take another sip of my brew and feel the sensation slide down throat. I am surrounded by nature and trees just in blossom. I am happy, Complete, I am free. |