Excerpt from a new story:

I laid by the pond, my chin resting in my right hand as I watched mini sail boats race against the slight breeze, my left knee bent with my foot in the air playing with my flip flop and tapping it to a rhythm that could fit any sort of mood, and for the first time in ages, I felt at peace.
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