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Turmoil

Darkness, conflict, anger, emotions raging through my head.

Will there ever be an end?

The voices screaming vulgar obscenities, hateful, make them stop.

Will it ever stop?

The leaves crunch under my feet as I walk into the night. I have to find a way.

Is it going to be tonight?

Hard, cold, final. tasting strange.. Is this how it is supposed to be?

Breathing, heart beating faster, slowly squeezing…then more darkness.

Silence, nothingness, finally.

Peace

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