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My Watch
The cool night wind caressed my cold skin, as i lay there, watching the night sky and as my watch came to an end.

There was certain comfort in the embrace of the night after a long day under the blazing sun, a relief we did not know was needed.

I laid there, tired and unmoving as the night sky blurred and the bright stars dimmed, reminiscing of the past and a future not here.

The pool of my blood, the only bed and the grass around the only witness to the quiet struggles of a dying man.

The cool night wind caressed my cold skin, as i lay there, watching the night sky and as my watch came to an end

© O.O Godwin