

Final Moments on Ground ZeroI opened my eyes and found myself in a weathered old shack that appeared to be next to a very calm beach. From what I could see outside the door, it was later in the evening, and the sun was just beginning to disappear beyond the horizon. In front of me sat a young girl, not too much younger from me, but at least a two year age difference separated us. She was going through what looked like record cases, but it was as if they were just sheets of stiff paper and had never held home to actual records. The front of these individual sheets had pictures of expressionist paintings and paintings of melanchFinal Moments on Ground Zero


Something More Beautiful...The DreamSomething More Beautiful...
We sat and talked of things. We sat seemingly back to back apart from the tree between our bodies. I wanted to see the face of the body on the other side of this huge tree. More than any other desire I wanted to see the face. But something kept me from moving from the cool, wet grass. My whole heart and soul knew this person on the other side of the tree, but my mind would not create a face to fit it. A girl this person was a girl. And lonely, God was she lonely. The feeling of lonelines
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