The park was silent, as the full moon shone on the swings; the misty night air chilling everything in it's path. The night was light by stars, not a man kind contraption in sight. Taking a deep breath, I can feel the blow of the wind, breathing down my neck like a living animal, and the damp grass enclosing my feet in bitter frost. I struggle to back away from the park, but I am immobile, like my body is frozen in awe of the beauty of the night. Have I been here before? Am I in a dream? I ponder to myself. I yell out in search for anyone who was around, I open my mouth to talk, but the words won't fall into place.
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