a message comes in the wind on a buetifull day as my nieces play. the touch of the wind glyding gentle across my face sending my attention into another direction. when the door opens theres no chance to run its just another man with a gun the message arrives with the despise in its eyes my hearing momentarily disapears all around nothing but a loud ringing noise as i look up to all the fearfull faces suddenly to relize there is no going back he forces me onto the horse and gives it a slap to tired to stay awake moments later i hear a voice say wake up in a frantic way i look up to see a new face.Birth sign: Gemini
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