Once the blue bloods were bled dry and their spirits had returned to the night skies I sighed and thought "I'll be alright this time. Yeah, I'm gonna be just fine." I spun around and made my way through the bodies as they decayed like passed out drunks lost in the shade. They looked so peaceful as they laid so I got on my back and decided I'd stay. Now I see we're all the same no matter how much I may think I have changed. I guess I'm not unique, and it's not that strange to feel this way. I didn't make it through the night, what with the howling and the cold wind's bite. Those rotting men were an awful sight illuminated by the fire's light. The desert gets so cold you know and you slip in sand that sinks like snow. The North star shivered it's guidance home while my teeth chattered to it in Morse code. I'd never felt quite so alone as I did then. Through the dark until I found night's end just below where the sun began and showed me the love in life again. I hadn't been so relieved since God knows when.
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