The Final Night

Author: Ariah Oak

At last we have reached the ultimate night I will lay my head upon this pillow, to wake up, stretching, in this unfamiliar place I have come to call "home." And as I take away my belongings, my pile of clothes and bedsheets, most of all that I am, and turn to stand in the threshold, a goodbye will ring clear through my mind, and I will make my journey back to where I belong.

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