I'm on a journey, to those hidden spots at the end of a dirt road, lurking behind a screen of trees. Sometimes my stops are fun and lighthearted. Other times, I'll find something more intimate, an old oak to sit under while I watch the clouds. Once in a while, I'll come face to face with a scene that scares the hell out of me and leaves me breathless, trembling, reaching for a hand to hold. Join me. I'd like some company.
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