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You hear the grass rustling as the wind blows around you.
It is quiet, save for the chirping of bugs.
The sounds of the bugs give you a calmness.
Easing you of most stress about your current predicament.
Where... Were you exactly?
You open your eyes.
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Its night...
The trees around you rustle along with the grass.
A calming melody is made by the surrounding sounds.
You sit up, looking around before you realize...
You're missing something.
Where did.. it go?
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Ah.
There it is.
You grab it.
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There we go.
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Youre still missing something...
Where is it...
Where is it...
Where is it.
Where is it.
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You can feel it.
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