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...she looks at him as he slumbers, her mind racing. She puts her black tank dress on and walks into the dark woods. She looks towards the night sky, but no moon or stars. The wind blows ; her dress fluttering, hair waving around like the leaves dancing. She closes her eyes, letting the wind circle around her. A droplet lands upon her cheek. She lifts her head to the sky, as the warm rain starts to cover her like his arms wrapping around her. An overwhelming emotion takes her over; her eyes swell with tears as she takes off running through the jagged trees. They grab as her as she pushes her way through; tearing her dress, scratching her face and arms. Stumbling, she falls to her hands and knees; pulling her strength to run again, she trips and falls down a hill. As she reaches the bottom,
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