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Submitted to Contest #75
When the wind would roll through the mountain's trees, and they would creak and groan like old rocking chairs, he felt the least alone. When he would light the rusted lantern that hung before the threshold of his one-room cabin, and the smoke would flee to the darkening sky, he didn't feel alone. At night when he sat in the silence of his makeshift home, and through the lantern's leaking light, he stared at the chasmic, jagged scars that covered his skin and he would wait for the swirling of broken thoughts in his mind to fade into an uneasy...
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