Tag: fresh air
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Free and Clear
“We are in the free and clear. I hope we can escape before he gets back,” Riley whispered as we both listened for Jerald to come back. His heavy tread on the wood floor was the only way we knew whether or not he was home. For being such a shy and docile man, I had…
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Woodland
The fresh air calls me Calls me back to my childhood My youth My freedom The fresh air sings of change Of a lost life Of better days Dreams I had forgotten and my Voice started to come back. I knew where to go and the Woods knew how to get me there