the awakening

A field of daisies dance in the wind

as the dark ominous clouds shadow the south side

sun disappears as if it's evaporating before your eyes

the melting clouds have consumed your site

your senses feel the storm

your bones begin to ache

a low deep howl is heard off in the distance

what brought her here at this point in time

she had awoke confused and dizzy

lost within

scared to death

of what to do next

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