Lost Vitality

She sat by the smooth water’s edge, trying to remember when this place meant something to her.

A time when the sweet notes of the bird songs were praise, and the rays of sun cascading through the leaves warmed her skin. She tried to recall the way the cool dirt under her toes sent vibrations up her spine, but was unable to procure the feeling again.

Now her sanctuary of trees and plants was a sad memory of what could have been, when there was vitality to be shared.

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