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A Piece of Peace

Warm breezes softly push me along the invisible path I am traveling. I look side to side and see billowing clouds floating carelessly with no direction. It is a blissfully peaceful space. The noiseless atmosphere goes on for eternity.

Then it starts to change.

I notice it is slightly darker. I cannot see the clouds a clearly as before. There is some noise. A clanging. Metal to metal. It is darker now and I have started to fall. I feel as if I am in a free fall, going faster and faster. It is louder and louder, darker and darker.

I open my eyes to see the surgeon just inches from my face. “SHE’S BACK!”

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