We emptied our well and…
…carrying nothing but water…
…we walked away from home.
We passed by places that once were familiar
and places we no longer recognized.
The sand blew in our eyes.
When it cleared, we saw…
…so many people walking like us.
I saw a girl I knew from school.
We didn’t speak.
No one spoke.
We had to save our breath…
…to keep going.


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To be continued…
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