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I walked along sands stained by many feet.
Generations of humans taking walks of joy and sorrow.
I stood at the water’s edge and slit my hand.
I let the blood flow so I could be one with Mother Gaia.
We’d march through time hand in hand.
Ridding ourselves of harshness.
My heart blossoms eternal.
My soul rests in warm wings.
At peace in the sunny days of nowhere.
Wake up.