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  • The space and time in between.

    Dawn and Sunrise. Dusk and Sunset. Living and Dying. Tension and Compression.

    This shall be our dwelling for the tears, tense faces and realization that anything can happen beyond our control.
    This shall be the quiet moment to reflect on whether I did it right or if I should have done it at all.
    This shall be the time to wake, to hunt, to shine and to dream.

    Will I ever dream again? Hunting in the moonlight, searching for food for my soul and my heart - I stop. I wait.

    Crouch down... it's coming.

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