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The hills roll under my feet and the sky sings above. I am home but home has changed. I no longer live my child like life that once existed here. I try to gasp for air but my lungs are already filled with the smoke of adulthood. My eyes dont see so well any more and my brain works in a funny way. I try to jump the track, but the train is to fast. Help me find the rewind button to this movie that I am living. I want to run...run so far away that I cant see the darkness that has surronded my life. I see a golden bird that lives far away. The ligth from this golden bird shines on and on. Help me find my way. Help me find my new home. Please dont give up on me...I am trying to hold onto the rope but my fingers are slipping. I have the disease. I know it has poisned my blood and now all I have to do is wait for time to run out. I must get to my new home before the time is gone.
--joshua
--joshua