My hand was grabbed, but I wasn't ready to go.
Shackles attached themselves to my ankles attempting to drag me away, but I wasn't ready to go.
Forceful winds came at me in an uproar, but I wasn't ready to go.
Shiny Sharpe steel came plunging into me while I slept, but I wasn't ready to go.
Frantic unsure memories sought to destroy me, but I wasn't ready to go.
Unwavering nightmares refused to let me wake, the dark void of loneliness crept in, silence befell those around me, fire infused my skin and I buried my hands in sand to release the pain that I could only feel, still I wasn't ready to go.
I am never willing to let go. I am forever flying. I am eternally alive.
Unity Above All Else
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