Morning by Henry Wesevich 75 Words Flash Fiction contest entry |
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I’ve always loved sunrise. So, when I couldn’t take another step on that warm morning it felt oddly peaceful as I lay in the grass staring at the sky. My thoughts spread slowly through my mind. I felt serene and beautiful, my skinny body splayed out on the earth. And in that moment, I didn’t think of the misery. I thought of all the beautiful moments I had had, and I left this world peacefully.
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