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“Can you feel it?”

“Yeah!”

“It’s strange.”

“No, it’s like waves. I can feel it all over me.”

“We shouldn’t have come here.”

Two teenagers stand in the middle of a field looking up at the stars. The indention in the ground on which they stand is a perfect circle.

“I don’t think they will ever come back.”

“I pray they will.”

Both reach to the sky. “Come back! Come back!”

No one hears, today.

But they will…

And they’ll feel this way again.

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