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I traveled a burnt, broken land Stamped down by armies’ feet Shadows hold my hand We dance to the spirit band As they play us all a treat I traveled a burnt, broken land Lay on the golden sand Listen to the beat Shadows hold my hand Dirt and dust clog my glands I drop to this desert heat I traveled a burnt, broken land Bloodied, battered, I can’t stand To my knees accept defeat Shadows hold my hand Freedom! my soul calls, demands I am covered with a sheet I traveled a burnt, broken land Where...

Standing alone in the dark and the cold, I shudder at the thunder booming above me. I stare mournfully at the burning red taillights of my girlfriend’s car. No, not girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend. My head droops, my hands involuntarily clench into fists. I exhale and relax my hands deliberately as I move onto the sidewalk. Looking up to the sky, I choke back the fiery tears. The city’s glow highlights the dark clouds floating high overhead, waiting to release their wrath upon me. I drop my head ba...

The park was slowly dying in the encroaching winter cold. I exhaled sharply and stepped into the shadows of the park. Approaching an ancient, weather-beaten bench with peeling green paint, I watched the morning’s commuters scurry past. Sitting at one end of the bench, a slender man in a large, brown overcoat scrutinized every detail around him. A small gold ring clutched his golden hair in a snug tail. “Far enough.” His voice was clean and crisp, carrying a forceful authority with it. I was f...