The wind began to blow through tightly woven curls.
Her mind laced with heavy thoughts that only time could erase.
Two souls wandered between eras of which ached for resolution.
Hands pressed firmly against beating temples to suppress the memories.
She smiled through glistening eyes as they traveled mountains high.
His hand held hers steady, but it wasn’t enough.
He watched as she tore herself apart.
Their bodies frozen in a world they couldn’t escape.
Nicole Johnson 
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