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The violent wind is combining the dirt to the polluted air,
Almost like one has never met the other.
Tree Branches are breaking and savagely piercing through whatever is in it's path.
My delicate eyes full of dust, but not enough tears to rid them.

I'm in a windstorm.

I feel as if I'm airborne with the wind supporting my pounds.
I sense I'm light. I'm floating.

Is someone here to comfort me?
Is anyone here at all?

A deep beating noise fills my brain,
Which my heart has caused.

Panic is coming upon me.

The violent wind immediately stops.
Silence fills the earth that I am standing on.

*

As I awaken, I realize it was a just an eerie dream.

When I stepped out of my bed,
I remembered that we have a trip to the blazing desert today.