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..and eventually those words will form a complete full on thought. And maybe just maybe one day a novel or something and the words can stop haunting me.

The air was thick and sticky. You could feel its oppressive heat against your skin. It almost had a weight to it, like it was another being longing to be close to someone. The slight wind its voice seducing you into a false sense of coolness. And so she sat, staring out at the sky. Longing for answers she would never receive. Legs curled up, head resting on her knees, holding on for dear life as if she was drowning in a ranging sea. Eventually the sky would open up and the storm would come. She hoped when it did that it would wash her away.