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Fix Your Mind on a Crystal Day

Rather than sit in silence, Dean sang softly to himself.

There’s a place up ahead and I’m goin

Slowly he undid his seatbelt and reached for the door.

just as fast as my feet can fly

The song wasn’t soothing him much, but it’s all he had. But that wasn’t true. He reached over and took hold of the locket. Touching warmed him and made him think of Ellie.

Come away, come away if you’re goin

Clutching the locket for dear life, he opened the car door and slid one foot out.

Leave the sinkin ship behind

With his foot securely on asphalt he closed his eyes and hauled himself out of the car.

Come on the risin wind

He held the note, clutching to the melody of his own voice. And Dean opened his eyes.

We’re goin up around the bend

He saw nothing. The highway was gone. The Arizona mountains were gone. The ground was gone, yet he stood on something solid. Somewhere in the distance he could see a a light and knew he must go to it.

We’re goin up around the bend

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