The Billy Goats

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I sat there and rested until I caught my breath. I had been chasing her throughout the night into the early morning. Each time I reached for her, she remained just out of reach. I stood up and continued walking in the direction she had ran, until I collapsed from exhaustion.

The wind touched the back of my neck just the way she once caressed it. I heard the breeze whisper my name, and it gave me the strength to stand. I turned to see my love, feeling her presence. She was not there. The air grew heavy and dense, holding me captive and unable to move. I laid there the entire night, motionless and scarcely able to breath.

The night turned to morning, lifting the weight. Just as an inmate makes his escape from a prison, I stood and walked in the direction of her voice determined to find her.

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