The hills kept getting taller but the farther I hiked the stronger my legs grew.
I thought I saw the shoreline once, though no one believed me.
It’s where I came from… but one day, I blew away.
It was terribly frightening, didn’t even know I was lost,
until the world became silent and I saw I was alone.
I could still hear the steady beat of the waves, rolling in and out,
every night when I fell asleep.
I spent my last night on a strangers floor.
I awoke early the next morning not because I wanted an early start,
but because the sun had risen an hour early that day.
I hiked till the sun balanced skillfully half way in the sky.
That’s when I saw it, the largest mountain I had ever seen.
Next thing I knew,
I was back to where I had always been.


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