Dreams and Resignation

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With a scream and a gasp, I wake from my nightmares. My chest's heaving so hard it hurts. I close my eyes, but the images that haunt me are burnt into my retinas. I struggle into a sitting position, gasping desperately for breath. I sigh, letting loose a small, humourless laugh. I climb out of bed, go over and look out the window. The world is still living, the earth still spinning. Creatures are crawling, people are fighting, the sky blue... This is the planet I live on. If only the people I love were still here to see it.

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