A child like gaze through the misty haze...
Not knowing what lies ahead.
Thoughts of home...
of football games, the girl's whose name you no longer remember.
Oh...but that face...those eyes.
Surrounded by fear.
Dusk drawing near.
The end, it seems, prolonged for days, weeks, months...
Morning breaks...
The cold soil beneath your feet...amongst the frost a single flower grows.
A shot rings out.
All is still.
Peace...rest.
Your journey has just begun.
Remember to show gratitude...the darkest night is nothing new.
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