I'd been so used to pursuing things that eventually I burned myself to ash. I sat in the cooling embers and forgot what it felt like to truly want or be wanted. I existed in the winds of change that never stopped, and I could never settle enough to understand where I'd been taken all this time. Then someone wanted me again, for whatever reason.
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