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And i reached out my hand,
Trying to grab it.
My fingers swiped at nothing
I feel the dust swirling around my fingers in the darkness.
And i gasped. My breath is cold...
Why am i feeling this way?

I am afraid, yet i know i shouldn't be.
I am disappointed, yet there's nothing to be disappointed about.
What if?

Time is still a factor i guess...
And in His time.
I should wait.

I need assurance. Yet again.